C662 He Felt a Faint Pain.

Yang Yilin smiled at her and said, "What's wrong? Do you feel bad for me?"

He finally felt a little apologetic, but his words made him lose all his emotions. He glared at Yang Yilin, turned around, and went to the chair to rest.

Looking at her angry back, the corner of Yang Yilin's mouth curled up into a wicked smile.

"Young Master Yang, you and Miss Zhenzhen really have good acting skills