Shen Yan looked up and saw Ji Hanchuan, who was wearing a dark handmade custom-made suit, looking at him condescendingly.

Why is he here?

The woman retracted her thoughts and said, still slightly frightened, "It's okay. Fortunately, you came."

Shen Yan stood up holding on to the door frame. The pain from her fingertips made her cry out softly.

"hiss."

When he saw the blood on the woman's fingertips, his slender fingers moved slightly but did not lift ...