Ning Qing's heart sank.
She blurted out,"how did you know Yingluo?"
"Yan Sichen is at the venue."
He looked at her, his dark eyes clearly reflecting her small figure.
At that moment, the first thought that came to ning Qing's mind was to escape.
She avoided his gaze and said, " I don't know what you're talking about.
She wanted to leave, but Nian lie didn't allow her to.
He grabbed her wrist, but he did not use much strength.
But she couldn't break free.
"I'll accompany you."
He did not allow her to struggle and pulled her to the TV.
The television was already showing other programs.
Ning Qing looked up at his perfect side profile, her feelings indescribably complicated.
Nian lie, what do you want me to see? let go of me first, Yingluo!
He clicked on the replay button.
Ning Qing's movements froze.
He spoke slowly and calmly, but his voice was powerful.
Especially that sentence:
