"On a small island." Fu Xue looked at Xu Jing sympathetically, and this gaze made Xu Jing feel even more uncomfortable.
"Fu Xue, if you have something to say, just say it. I will never betray Young Master Ye."
"I know, that's why I hesitated." Fu Xue sighed, took out a cigarette and lit it herself, then asked Xu Jing, "Do you want one?"
Xu Jing didn't smoke, but right now she wanted a puff. So she took it and lit it.
The scent of the cigarette lingered in front of her nose; she didn't inhale, just lit it for enjoyment.
"Latest news: Commander Xu and Princess Lucy are in a romantic relationship, and they have an illegitimate child who should be twelve this year."
After Fu Xue finished speaking, she looked at Xu Jing.
Xu Jing's complexion quickly turned pale.
Even under the less-than-bright hallway lights, it was clear to see the blood drained from her face.
Fu Xue looked at Xu Jing sympathetically, "I thought it would be better to tell you in advance."
