C90
Crown Prince's Palace
Hall
"So, the young master liu asked to leave?"
Shen Qinghan sat upright, raised the teacup on the table and took a sip, as he said indifferently.
"En!"
Lin Jie, who was lying on the chair, nodded fiercely.
"Have you angered the young master liu again?"
Shen Qinghan sighed, his eyes that were sharp as a sword looking at the innocent Lin Jie