C425 There Is Always a Divergence among Hundreds of Millions of People

Xia Yihan hung her smock back in the closet. She walked calmly over to him and stood looking at him for a moment.

Ye Zimo ignored her gaze and stuffed the last mouthful of breakfast into his mouth. After he finished eating, he asked her: "You're looking at me like that. Did you miss me for the whole night?"

Xia Yihan smiled coldly, "Mr. Ye