"Qin Zhao will naturally tell me," Zhaozhao said.
Chu Yan let out a cold laugh and abruptly yanked Qin Zhao's wrist, dragging her away.
"That couldn't be better," Nan Xian said calmly.
If Qin Zhao told Chu Yan, then he would be able to eat donuts!
Chu Yan always felt that Nan Xian was intentionally provoking him. Turning his head, he saw Nan Xian standing at the balcony, his tall figure as graceful as jade, wearing an expression of aloof detachment.
It was easy for one to imagine an elaborate drama.
Such as, go ahead and take her away, her heart stays with me anyway.
Whether you know it or not, I don't care.
That's probably how Chu Yan envisioned it, hence the atmosphere around him grew even colder.
After they left, Nan Xian unexpectedly breathed a sigh of relief.
He really didn't know how to interact with this person named Chu Yan.
