She was prepared to let these two people discover her existence immediately, ready to continue watching the show for a while. So she discreetly warned behind Han Xiayang with a voice only audible to each other, "Cover for me, don't let them discover me now, don't move."
Han Xiayang was instantly tongue-tied with grievances. If he had known earlier, he would have exposed this little woman as soon as he came in, and wouldn't have to be threatened now. He could already imagine the miserable life starting tomorrow, that bastard Lin Mubai would certainly torment him to death. In that man's eyes, he wouldn't see his wife threatening him; he would only see him aiding a tyrant and observing the show, which costs a price.
Han Xiayang's handsome face almost twisted; yet someone still didn't want him to have peace.
An Yuya, feeling happy after seeing the man behind the desk, looked at him briefly and then said nothing, her courage gradually growing.
