"By the way, when did you have feelings for me?" Yang Lujia asked Lan Mingyue with a stern gaze, but it was the kind of doting gaze that was not doting at all. "To me, you're just a child. I am not a pedophile."
Yes, pedophile in the sense that he was much older than her in his past life.
"Pedophile?" Lan Mingyue was thrown into a stupor as she heard this word. At first, she felt a pang in her heart when he rejected her outright, but went confused when he said that last word. 'What's a pedophile?'
"Pedophilia is common in this world. Only the term isn't," he replied. "Anyway, Saint Prince Huang is already in a bad shape now. You may go out for fresh air. As for your father, when he wakes up, I'll inform you right away."
