"I suspect Jiang Bai'an was the one who pushed my teacher into the sea. I also suspect Jiang Bai'an killed your father. Would you like to investigate it?"
"En."
Why did he only respond with this one word, and why were his eyes icy cold?
Yu Gangan's smile slowly stiffened. She suddenly felt that running down so enthusiastically wasn't such a good idea.
This man had clearly said that he liked her.
He said he liked it when she hugged him and called him husband one second, then ran away the next.
He said he liked it when she focused on checking pulses and the way she sat there quietly, but seemed to glow.
He said he liked it when she blushed and was embarrassed, while she tried to act serious, mature, and experienced.
Now that he was so cold, how was that considered as liking her?
As expected, if one was to trust men, then they might as well believe that ghosts exist.
