What kind of person is he?

Anlan Xintong looked straight at that young master Yue. Her heart was beating very fast, and her eyes were filled with tears, hiding a myriad of emotions.

He was on the stage, and she was off the stage. She looked at him, and the feelings in her eyes were so sincere.

Yue manzhu looked at the woman below the stage. When he met her eyes, he didn't know why, but his heart seemed to fluctuate.

He did not know her, but she seemed to know him.

Would there really be someone who would want to redeem him?

What kind of person was she?

Everyone in the fragrant bamboo house looked at Anlan Xintong with different expressions.

Everyone also looked at young master Yue with an inquisitive gaze.

Although young master Yue was beautiful, most women would not let such a man affect their reputation.

Moreover, young master Yue was still a slave.

Besides, there were plenty of talented and good-looking men in Dongyao, and that was what they should be pursuing.