"Chen Yun, I'll kill you! That was the result of my five minutes' effort, meant for Miss Zhilan. Are you really that shameless to eat it when you're such a picky eater?!" Lin Chan said as he picked up a knife, intending to give Chen Yun a fright.
"What's all the fuss about an apple? Let's talk about the real issue here. Why would Zhilan suddenly decide to drop the case?" Chen Yun pushed Lin Chan away, promptly taking the seat he had just vacated. Looking at He Zhilan's swollen eyes, which resembled walnuts, he asked, "Did Lin Chan bully you just now? Making you cry like this? Such pretty eyes aren't meant for crying. Tell me what's going through your mind about dropping the case."
Concerning this topic, Lin Chan was the most excited, "Guess who she is! If you guess correctly, I'll be at your service for a month!"
"Have you gone mad?" Chen Yun glanced at Lin Chan, "He Teng's wife. Do you think I have dementia and forget everything I see?"
