C891 Loathe the Self of the Present
At this moment, he finally understood where the weird thing with Teng Yueming was after he woke up.
The excessive calmness and gentleness wasn't like what Teng Yuanshan said, becoming calm and steady. It was just that something went wrong with him.
"Yueming..." Chen Yan's voice was trembling so badly that he managed a smile. "Yueming, tell me
