C1108 Penalty Stand Corner

Hearing Xia Yihan's words, Ye Zimo's face darkened. Forcefully grabbing Xia Yihan's chin to keep her gaze level with his, he said with a serious expression, "You are a variable. If you didn't notice, he would have quietly disappeared."

Xia Yihan listened with a calm expression and nodded her head. "I'm going back to my room."

Ye Zimo frowned as he looked at the pale face of Xia Yihan