As soon as Lin Hanxing came out of the inner room, a waiter came up to him in a hurry.
The attendant whispered.
When Zhan Nanheng came out, he saw Lin Hanxing's cold eyes and frosty face. Even the air around her seemed to have frozen with her, and a cold wind was blowing.
"What's wrong?"
Zhan Nanheng asked, frowning.
Her childhood friend's expression didn't look right.
"Our Yuan Bao has been blocked by someone."
Lin Hanxing said indifferently.
Just now, she was afraid that Yuan Bao would be frightened during the process of treating na ji lie's leg, so she had asked him to wait outside for the time being. In addition, with the Falcon around, Lin Hanxing was not worried about Yuan Bao's safety.
"What?"
Zhan Nanheng's expression changed.
