When together, they were inseparable, always whispering sweet nothings.
But now, Ye Xingbei treated herself as a super virus, wishing she could hide away to the ends of the earth.
This kind of Ye Xingbei made him restless and pained, with an unprecedented hatred and anger towards the instigator.
He looked at An Keqing, his gaze as cold as an ice blade: "Do you have anything to say?"
His words were not out of the ordinary, but his cold demeanor and gaze as sharp as an icy blade made An Keqing feel as if a mountain was pressing down on her, leaving her breathless with fear.
An Keqing knew that since these people had brought her here, they had solid evidence and confidence.
There was nothing she could hide from these people.
She didn't make any last-ditch efforts, her voice trembling as she said, "Yes, I have an infectious disease, but I never intended to harm anyone..."
