Chapter 422: You’re Not Feng Tian! Who are you?


    Trantor: Dragon Boat Trantion Editor: Dragon Boat Trantion


    She reached out and waved her hand in front of Gu Qingluan.


    Gu Qingluan didn’t react.


    Tang Shijun couldn’t help but worry. “Qingluan, are you facing some problems?”


    Gu Qingluan blinked and smiled at her, “It’s nothing. What are your ns for the next steps?”


    “Are you really okay? Our family’s matters aren’t that important. If you have any difficulties, you must tell me. The Tang family will definitely help you.”


    “Well, if 1 ever need it, 1 won’t hesitate to ask you.” Gu Qingluan didn’t n to tell her. Feng Tian’s enemies were too powerful, and if the Tang family got involved, it would only invite trouble.


    “Let’s get back to your family matters.”


    Tang Shijun then steered the conversation back to Li Yuhang.


    “Li Yuhang’s mistakes are so unforgivable that he doesn’t deserve to die just once. When my eldest sister woke up this morning, she said she wanted a divorce. In the past, when my father wanted to disown my eldest sister, she insisted on marrying Li Yuhang. If only she had seen through him earlier, we would all be happier now. Although she’s willing to divorce him now, our family can’t find any joy in it. Seeing my eldest sister’s heartbroken appearance, 1 can’t help but wish I could peel the skin off Li Yuhang. But my eldest sister won’t let us kill him. 1 know, deep down, my eldest sister still has feelings for him. Sigh, my poor eldest sister gave her true heart to the wrong man. How did she end up with such a scoundrel?”


    “So you let Li Yuhang go.”


    “My eldest sister has suffered so much, and my parents couldn’t bear to refuse her request. But we couldn’t let that scoundrel off too easily. 1 had the guards beat him severely, beat him until he couldn’t get up!”


    Gu Qingluan had no objections to how the Tang family handled Li Yuhang.


    After discussing the events of the previous night with Tang Shijun and seeing her off, Gu Qingluan instructed her servants to bring Su Lie to her.


    “Immediately go to the Pavilion of Myriad Knowledge and inquire about Feng Tian’s whereabouts, and also…” Gu Qingluan’s pitch-ck peach blossom eyes shed with a hint of coldness, “investigate the background of Yin Qing.”


    Su Lieplied and left.


    Gu Qingluan returned to Shallow Clouds Residence, feeling utterly drained. She copsed onto the bed.


    Involuntarily, memories of her time with Feng Tian shed through her mind.


    From their initial confrontations toter coexistence, and fighting side by side, she realized they had shared many memories.


    Theirst meeting was just before leaving the Jun Residence.


    He stood in front of her, his expression firm and tender as he said, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”


    In the end, she was safe, but he had disappeared…


    Gu Qingluan couldn’t help but whisper, “Feng Tian, where are you?”


    “Missed me?”


    Suddenly, a deep and seductive male voice echoed in the room.


    Gu Qingluan’s expression froze, and she sat up, locking eyes with the extraordinarily handsome man in purple clothing standing not far away. “You… What are you doing here?”


    She looked baffled as she gazed at his breathtakingly beautiful face.


    The man’s gaze was deep and alluring as he met her eyes. A faint smile yed on his lips. “I came because you summoned me.”


    Feng Tian rarely smiled, and even less often did he jest. Seeing him in such anguid and contented manner was a first for her.


    Gu Qingluan sensed something amiss, and her expression turned cold as she sternly questioned, “This isn’t right. You’re not Feng Tian! Who are you?”


    The handsome man approached her slowly, his purple eyes deep and captivating. “If I’m not Feng Tian, then who am I?”


    Standing by the bed, he reached out his hand, intending to touch her face.


    Gu Qingluan’s hand emitted a bright light, ready to strike at his hand without mercy.


    However, he effortlessly deflected her attack, and then he grabbed her hand.


    “Let go!” Gu Qingluan tugged forcefully but couldn’t break free, her face growing cold with anger. “Are all women as fickle as you? Just moments ago, you were yearning for me.”


    The man leaned down, his handsome face almost touching her nose..