The Game Has Ended
Editor: Atlas Studios
Once those words came out of her mouth, the atmosphere in the dining area changed instantly.
The playful atmosphere from earlier, all of a sudden, turned solemn.
Tan Bengbeng, herself, sat nervously in her seat as she anxiously waited for Qi Yan's answer.
"Are you asking about who I was in the past, or now?" Qi Yan reached out to take his glass of water, and his slender fingers touched the edge of the glass.
The light rays from outside the window shone through and reflected on the glass, making it appear as if his hand was glowing.
As he spoke, his body started to shift backward and he lazily leaned against the back of the wheelchair.
This nonchalant attitude made it seem as if he did not mind her asking such a blunt question.
Tan Bengbeng was taken aback and remarked, "Now!"
Everyone had a past and she was not curious about his. She merely wanted to know what his current status was.