"Please answer my question," Yin Sufan said, not knowing that she was ignoring herself. The audio had been made public, but she still restrained herself.
"You didn't answer the most important question and just lowered your voice without discussing Yin Xiaoying's relationship and escape," he reflected in the fish's eyes, personally using a handprint.
As he held Yin Xiaoying's hand and fled, looking at Quan Jiri and the others nearby, his face appeared slightly darkened, which he hadn't expected to be so dismal. No matter how significant Quan's issue was, it was personal to him.
"It was your doing," he said, a bit shocked.
"Answer my question," Yin Sufan said fiercely.
"After our distress had ended, neither victorious nor defeated, he was mine, not mine. Although it was a gap, it had become frustrated, but then it broke off."
