Yun Xi looked down at his defeated appearance and scoffed lightly. "That's enough. What are you depressed about? Everything has its pros and cons. Han Ming likes Qiao Ximin. This is your most advantageous weapon!"
"What do you mean?" Han Yaotian turned to look at the girl standing behind him. Under the dim light, her blue clothes looked even colder than the night sky.
"If Han Ming doesn't have any weaknesses, that would make him invulnerable! But he likes Qiao Ximin and would even do such a cruel thing as blowing up a hotel for her. It shows how crazy he is! To him, Qiao Ximin is his fatal weakness. As long as you use Qiao Ximin well, why would you be worried about not being able to restrain Han Ming?"
Turning her head away, she gazed at the moon above her. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Other than the cold, there was an endless chill in her heart.