With just one glance, one could see that Ye Sinian, with her deep and intense gaze, had been replaced by someone else.
Replaced by Special agent Number Three, who had just been blown up by explosives in this world.
Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua pinched her fingers thoughtfully, wondering just how capable this Special Agent Number Three was?
Tsk.
Meanwhile, Ye Sinian, still standing outside the door, sized up her body's biased parents and the so-called crippled sister, a flicker of mockery passing through her eyes. She hadn't expected that she, Special Agent Number Three, was still alive, much less encountered such top-grade parents.
But it was just as well, she no longer needed to concern herself with the family of this body in the future.
Thinking this, Ye Sinian's expression was indifferent.
As she looked at these three utterly ordinary people.
Such people she could have crushed with one hand before, so she didn't pay much attention to these three.