He No Longer Processes Any Integrity!
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
Tan Bengbeng did not have a chance to breathe as a series of questions erupted from Qi Yan's mouth.
He rolled his wheelchair up to her and raised his head to look at her with a burning gaze.
With the casualness that he always sported, he flashed a devilish smile and said, "I like being implicated by you…"
"…"
She had encountered people who were not afraid of death, but she had never seen anyone who delivered his life on his own accord.
Tan Bengbeng was speechless for a moment.
However, her relaxed state of mind throughout the past few months disappeared without a trace the moment she thought of the Mo Family. She transformed into her cold and detached personality again, along with a trace of callousness.
Turning around, she returned to the cabin and dug out the cell phone that Qi Yan had passed to her yesterday. Then, she asked him for the password.
"One to six." Qi Yan replied casually.