C529 She Is Delusional

He stopped in his tracks and looked down at Zhong Meo, staring at her from up high. He spoke two words clearly, "Wishful thinking!"

Zhong Meo stood on the spot, feeling a slight chill on her fingertips.

His chest felt as if it was being thrown into an ice-cold and boundless sea while being tied up with a stone.

Wishful thinking.

Was this how he saw her?

She was just an ordinary woman