C1542 Violet Cloud Sword

Ye Lingtian was not ignorant at all. The conversation from the other side of the phone made Ye Lingtian breathe out a cold air in his throat.

He swallowed his saliva and said carefully into the microphone, "Mary, that bastard Ge Siyu won't change his love so soon, will he?"

Mary shrugged her shoulders. "It's more appropriate for you to ask Ma Yueyue this question