Ye Yifan furrowed his brows and widened the distance between him and Li Xianxian without a change in his expression. His voice was calm and there was no fluctuation in his tone. "I have to get moving."

Hearing that, Li Xianxian's tears-ruined face froze instantly, as if his cold attitude towards her was completely unexpected.

At the next second, she wrapped her hands tightly around Ye Yifan's arm and asked earnestly, "Yifan, where are you going? I'll go ...