C508 Yi San'er

Yih Qianbo didn't say anything, just gave her a light glance.

With just that look, Wen Mian suddenly felt guilty, as if she had hurt someone who seemed strong on the outside but was fragile inside.

"Qianbo..."

She called softly, but there wasn't much of a reaction.

"Honey?"

She tried again, but still no response.

Wen Mian frowned, thinking hard. Suddenly, an idea struck her