Ming Yihan's gaze flickered, a trace of helplessness tinted his frost-like features, this little girl was too clever, actually using such a method to lure him out of hiding, the air trembled, and his entire figure appeared within Zhiyan's field of vision.
"You're not hurt, are you?" His voice was low and magnetically pleasant, Ming Yihan watched Zhiyan, his large hand gently stroking her head, his face full of indulgence.
"Tell me, why are you following me, and was the incident with Lei Zhensheng your doing? Were you watching me during my Foundation Establishment, did you see my whole body? Have you spied on anyone else..." Zhiyan clenched onto his robe, firing off a barrage of questions.
Ming Yihan's gaze darkened, his large hand suddenly pulled, instantly dragging the small figure into his embrace.
"May I take my time to explain, Yanyan? Besides you, I have looked at no other person," Ming Yihan's gaze was profound, firmly locking onto Zhiyan's eyes.
