Eavesdropping Again?

The color from Qi Bai's face drained as he stared at the man in front of him in a daze. His mouth opened and closed as he stood there, frozen. No one could tell what he was thinking about, but since the hatred value notification didn't arrive.

Yu Weimin sighed inwardly. Just what the heck was going on all day in Qi Bai's head?!

He was really close to giving up on forcing the man to hate him. Maybe he should just try another method. Turning Qi Bai against him was even harder than turning the tide of an ocean.

He was tired.

Yu Weimin rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, "Get out. I'm not free like you."

Qi Bai didn't know how he came back to his room, but by the time he stood surrounded by a pile of garbage, his face was as pale as a white sheet of paper.

Pan Zihao saw that soulless expression on the man's face and walked forward. He directly opened the door and closed it, but a crack remained unknown to the two people inside.