Mu Yuan felt that this was a suicide mission.
Jack had already said that he wasn't looking forward to it. Could he ... Say that he was looking forward to it?
"Child ..." Mu Yuan sighed and let Jack push him to the river. Mu Yuan let Jack sit on the pier so that they could talk face to face."Do you understand our country's culture?"
"Yes." Jack's expression was extremely cold, and his fingers started to tremble. His anxiety was acting up again. This was a mental illness, and mu Yuan had also concluded that once he felt that mu Yuan would leave him, he would act up again.
"Jack, my hands are a little cold, can you help me?" Mu Yuan asked softly.
Jack was stunned. He looked down at his trembling fingers. Perhaps he didn't realize it himself, but his body had given an honest reaction when he was nervous and afraid.
