Feng Ying's entire body trembled, and his eyes suddenly became excited, as he staggered back a step, "No, I can't believe this is true; you must be lying to me, right? We have already been engaged, how could you possibly fall for someone else? You're deceiving me, you must be."
Feng Nu was the most beautiful girl of the younger generation within the Phoenix Clan, and Feng Ying was the most outstanding among the young men. They grew up together like childhood sweethearts, and Feng Ying had always regarded Feng Nu as his future wife.
In stark contrast to Feng Ying's agitation, Nian Bing, standing to the side, regained his soft gaze and shook his head in self-deprecation, thinking that what was wrong with him, to doubt Feng Nu's feelings for him. Even though she hadn't told him about her fiancé, as long as her heart was with him, what did the past matter?
