Missing (3)

Nan Yan glanced at Nolan, who was lounging comfortably on the sofa, looking as relaxed as if he were lying in bed. She didn't say anything and began packing the things they needed to take with them.

Nolan smirked, his face devoid of worry or any hint of gloating. He had already given them enough face. With a few days of recuperation for his internal injuries and his genetically enhanced body, he was far stronger and recovered much faster than an average person.

To deceive Nan Yan and perhaps evoke her sympathy, he deliberately appeared weak and feeble. However, no matter how weak he pretended to be, Nan Yan had been too preoccupied lately to pay him any attention. The private jet arrived within half an hour.

Nan Yan and Fu Yubai boarded the plane with Nolan. "Junior Sister, do we have to be like this between us?" Nolan looked at Nan Yan holding a silver needle in front of him, his expression somewhat innocent and ingratiating. Nan Yan remained expressionless.