Tang Feng returned to his seat, grinning like a fool. He thought it would take who knows how long to meet Murong Qinglan again, yet here he was, two centuries later.
There was no mistaking it—Ye Qinglan's soul was Murong Qinglan's.
Perhaps she'd returned to complete something unfinished, but regardless, he suddenly had someone to protect again.
His entire Mental Realm had shifted.
"Hey, dude, what are you daydreaming about? You're drooling." Cao Fei teased with a laugh.
"Nothing much."
"Yeah, right. Big news! Our comrade Tang Feng actually planted a kiss on the ice mountain CEO. Word's already out!"
"No way! Xiao Tang, that bold? Even she's not off-limits?"
"If you're that desperate, come to me! I can't let you go too far, but a kiss? No problem."
"Get out of here with that nonsense. She's my woman. I came here specifically for her," Tang Feng declared confidently.
"You're out of your mind."
"The CEO is engaged to the Xiao Family's eldest son. How is she your woman?"
