C1292 I'm Sick of Thinking

"You doubt me?" Ye Qingru's expression became serious.

Yu Bingyi said concisely, "Yes."

"Alright, in order to prove my innocence, I will let you keep it." Ye Qingru smiled gently. Her eyes were much colder than before.

Yu Bingyi held the copper bell tightly in his palm. He bent down and pressed her down. "Did you have some evil intentions?"

"It's just a copper bell. It doesn't mean anything