C198 Too late

Just as he was hesitating on what to say, Ling Mo suddenly picked up the cup of water on the table and took a sip, how could he be moved by these words?

When she put down the cup, the water inside the transparent glass glass had yet to stop trembling. Yu Shanshan subconsciously stared at it as the atmosphere froze terrifyingly.

The few seconds of silence was worse than death for Yu Shanshan