"What?"
A clear and calm voice came from beside her.
Mo Chuxi didn't expect it, and Jian Ziqing was even more caught off guard!
In the midst of her stunned shock, she saw Yan Xinxin, who was leaning against Mo Chuxi's arms, slowly turn around.
This time, Yan Xinxin no longer had the dazed and hazy look in her eyes from when she first entered. At this moment, her gaze was piercingly clear and vibrant.
Mo Chuxi glanced at Yan Xinxin's delicate profile, faintly curved into a smile, and felt momentarily lost.
His Yuan was gone, but his Xinxin had returned?
"You… hiss… what did you just say? Yan Xinxin, what the f*ck did you just say?!"
Jian Ziqing, using the last of her strength, demanded harshly.
Even though the pain from the bullet wounds in both her palms made her nearly lose her senses, she still couldn't resist hurling venomous words at Yan Xinxin, her eyes glaring fiercely!
Yan Xinxin glanced at the blood on her hands and couldn't help but frown.
