Yu Yang still wanted to ask, "So, how was it, the results were good, right?"
The next second, the cold sneer that formed on Shen Xian's lips made him abandon the idea.
"So, I should be thanking you, shouldn't I?"
"No need to thank me, no need, it's what I should do. What's my relationship with Gu Chen, right? And besides, in my heart, you're top-notch. Being able to do something for you is my honor."
As soon as he finished talking, two forces landed on his shoulders, and the next second, he was yanked up. Before he could react, he was slammed hard onto the ground.
A knee pressed down hard on his chest, so forcefully he couldn't catch his breath and started to cough violently.
Shen Xian's face appeared above him, those cool and detached eyes gradually moving closer.
Yu Yang wanted to raise his hand to cover his eyes, but she pinned both his hands down firmly.
