C221 An Awkward Pillow(2)

After saying that in one breath, he once again examined Ao Satian's expression.

Oh. Ao Satian expressionlessly replied. He could be considered to have guessed it.

Han Zimei didn't get the answer he wanted. Would he try his best to seal the chaos, or would he just ignore it completely? In Ao Satian's expression and tone, there was nothing but a lack of interest.

Han Zimei waited for a while