Zhongli Xue's eyes were burning.
"Because I wanted my brother to see me."
Understanding flashed in Song Yaoyao's eyes.
She wanted to say something more but saw An Feiran and Shen Xun walk over with big strides. Shen Xun held Song Yaoyao's wrist. "Follow me."
"What—"
Shen Xun cursed in a low voice and whispered, "I don't know who leaked the news of Mr. Huo's disappearance. I'll tell you the details later."
Zhongli Xue did not know why they were in such a hurry to leave. A trace of curiosity flashed across his calm eyes.
After hearing Shen Xun's words, Song Yaoyao's face darkened. She quietly followed Shen Xun and left.
There were already many gazes around Song Yaoyao, sizing her up vaguely.
"Yaoyao."
A figure stopped them.
The hostility between Shen Xun's brows grew stronger, and his deep voice was filled with displeasure. "Huo Ningxi, get lost."
