Leng Yanbo was momentarily stunned, a gust of wind whistling past his ears, and he couldn't hear anything; all that remained in front of his eyes was that familiar face hysterically shouting at him.
What was she shouting, and why couldn't he hear her?
Did she say her name was Wei Anning?
No, liar, she was clearly Anjing, he had seen that face for almost 20 years, all too familiar with it; if she wasn't Anjing, then who was she?
Gradually, his hearing returned and he found his own voice again, "Anjing, stop joking with me; I know you've been wronged. Once you know who the man behind the mask is, I'll take you away, and we'll never part again."
Wei Anning closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, they were desolate, "Don't you understand yet? I'm not Wei Anjing. Wei Anjing air-dropped me to Aisha Island and hid herself, letting me endure all of this."
