Was she always looking for him? A faint smile appeared at the corner of Yue Yi'an's mouth. He lowered his eyes and let out a quiet laugh, as the image of the girl's gentle face floated in his mind, warming somewhere deep in his heart.
Yun Miao, seeing the young man's lovesick expression, furrowed his brows. A weakling who can barely be called a man, and he dares to covet his sister?
Fingers tapped lightly on the table, pulling Yue Yi'an back from his daydream. Seeing Yun Miao's cold and warning gaze, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but lower his eyes: "Thank you for saving my cousin. I will tell you everything you want to know, in every detail."
