C248 Withering Rain

The quiet room was completely silent. He could even hear the sound of a needle falling.

Su Lun and Luo Ying looked at each other, then looked at Su Yanzhi, who was also looking at the person on the sofa, by the window. Finally, their eyes fell on the person on the sofa once again.

Bai Yikang sat on the sofa and looked at them with a dark expression