"Compensation?"
Upon hearing this, Chang Hao burst out laughing, "How are you going to compensate, do you even know what Yanyan wants?"
"You!"
Chang Hao tried to point at Zhou Yuwen.
Liu Shuo chided from the side, "Put your hand down!"
The scolding had a deterrent effect, and Chang Hao's hand hesitated a bit, but he eventually clenched his teeth and kept it up, looking as if he had experienced something unbearable.
He didn't know what to say.
He wanted to scream.
The hand pointing at Zhou Yuwen only pointed for two seconds before it turned into a fist, hanging painfully in the air between himself and Zhou Yuwen. Suddenly, he didn't know why, but he felt like crying.
That feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears.
He really didn't know what to say.
He pointed at Zhou Yuwen.
Then retracted his hand.
After struggling for a long time,
he said, "Yanyan loves you so much!"
"Do you know, Yanyan loves you so much!"
"Yanyan loves you so much!"
