C69 Cold President(29)
"Anlin?"
Feng Yanlin looked at him silently, then turned around and left decisively.
Gu Ruohan's movements were messy. He reached out and grabbed Feng Yanlin's hand that did not have time to leave. He blurted out the words, "Listen to me. "
Feng Yanlin stood up and turned around to take his hand back. He looked directly into Gu Ruohan's eyes. His face was still cold