Shen Qinghuan: "What else? Yu Beiting, are you suffering from paranoia?"

She couldn't let the bad man know that she wanted to steal An An for the time being.

Yu Beiting's chest heaved deeply, and the veins on the back of his hand jumped when he clenched his fingers.

Shen Qinghuan clearly felt Yu Beiting's anger.

"You better just be like this!"

After saying this, Yu Beiting turned and left.

Shen Qinghuan looked at his tall back and breathed a sigh of ...