Chapter 815: How about starting with this face?
Yu Linglong's scalp tingled instantly.
The boiling hot soup, particularly the spicy kind, poured into an open wound...
The mere thought turned the icy chill throughout her body scaldingly hot.
Yes, before the hot soup even touched her body, she had already felt that burning sensation.
Unspeakably terrifying!
Yet she still tried her best to appear calm.
"Chu Qianli."
It was the first time Yu Linglong had called out this name directly to her after having swapped to Chu Qianli's face.
Chu Qianli took a bite of a lamb roll and then, with an indifferent glance, sneaked a peek at her.
"I thought you would cling to my identity until death, never admitting you're not Chu Qianli."
Yu Linglong glared at her.
In fact, if possible, she really didn't want to utter that name.
Chu Qianli, this identity, she had originally thought she could hold onto it tightly for a lifetime.
"Why aren't you dead?" She was sure that the knife back then had claimed her life.