C311 Threat(1)

They were both silent. Yi Ningxia sighed and walked back from the window. She patted Mo Ling's shoulder and said, "You picked the time to come back so well." Everything was settled. He didn't need to choose anything.

"Ning Xiu, he …" "We're going abroad."

"…" Yi Ningxia's fingers slightly stiffened, and then she said, "Really?"

There was a trace of a forced indifference in his tone