C335 His Eyes Narrowed Slightly

Yuhan was so innocent, and Yan Yu didn't want someone as pure as Yuhan to be upset, heartbroken, or in pain over these matters.

Yan Yu stood before the old, worn-out door, pounding on it heavily. Normally, his manners would dictate that he ring the doorbell, but the anger boiling inside him, as if he'd been played, and the emotions stirred by the name Moo Shiyun