"What's wrong?" Li Ying turned Xiao Feng's face to her and asked with lip-reading, "Why did everyone stop talking?"
"How would I know?" Xiao Feng replied with lip-reading as he took Li Ying's hands off his face.
Indeed, Xiao Feng wasn't particularly conservative, but knowing someone for less than two hours and casually touching their face felt a bit too much.
Most importantly, this wasn't the time or place to be thinking about such things.
Li Ying didn't understand English, but Xiao Feng did, and precisely because of that, he felt that something was off.
But where exactly the problem was couldn't be determined just by listening.
Just as Xiao Feng hesitated about peeking out for a look, the hooked nose man laughed sinisterly, "The drugs have been handed over, where's the money?"
Lin Zhiyan said expressionlessly, "As soon as I see the results, the money will naturally be yours."
