At the mention of that person, Wen Lingxi eyes immediately lit up, but they soon dimmed, and the light disappeared without a trace.
She lowered her head and said indifferently," This is Ling Xi's own business."
No matter what kind of love it was, it was her choice. Since she had chosen a love that would wither her from the start, she could only follow this path. This was her choice, and she did not have to turn back.
###Chapter159
On March 22nd, Gu Yu was the last solar term in spring. Yang Hua let out all of his usual cries, willow catkins flew down, cherries were red and ripe, and cuckooed, and Sang appeared to be Dai Sheng.
The clear and clean weather was also the time when peony flowers were blooming. According to custom, farmers would stick talismans and fishermen would worship t
