C90 Won't Your Conscience Hurt

Yan Han's facial expression was deep and cold, and his hawk-like black eyes were cold. He looked down at Yun Jian's hand from above, but he didn't shake it. He just gave a light hum and left.

Yun Jian's face turned red in embarrassment. He cursed in his heart. Yan Han didn't give him any face at all.

When Yun Shui saw Yan Han for the first time, she was stunned