C1034 The flavor of passion

He looked at me, one hand fiddling with the dry fruit bowl on the coffee table.

Jin Ling seemed to be a little nervous as he sat down, looked at me, and said to Sun Yumin: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

Sun Yumin shook his head. "Catch the traitor!"

The last two words were spoken very softly, but I could hear them clearly.

My heart thumped in my chest.

Sun Yumin stood up with a bluff