C889 Chapter 889

His tone was casual, indifferent, as if he was just casually asking a question.

Yun Jing was stunned for a moment before he tilted his head to look at the man on Tang Xiao's left.

Xi Zhinuan didn't look at her.

He lowered his head and leaned against the back of the sofa, leisurely smoking the cigarette in his hand.

His stern profile was hidden in the dim light, half in the light