The cafe was very quiet, especially in the private room. The soundproofing there was very good.
Nangong Lengyu looked at the man in front of her with a cold gaze. "Second Brother, can you explain to me what's going on?"
Yan Yuanfei smiled. Instead of answering, he asked, "Yu'er, do you want to know what I look like now?"
Nangong Lengyu looked at the silver mask on the man's face and saw Ah Yan's face. Ever since he had died in the explosion, Ah Yan had been dressed like this. He had even told her that his legs had been disfigured.
However, she had always had her doubts. Given his tactics and capabilities, how could he have let Second Brother die? He had also ended up like that.
The last time they had met, he had said that his legs and face had recovered. She had not thought too much about it, but she had suspected that he had not been injured.
