Yi Juncheng felt gratified, but he didn't feel particularly comfortable.
Although it was a good thing that Yangyang was confident in him, couldn't Yangyang pretend to care about him a little?
But on second thought, if that was the case, she wouldn't be Yangyang.
Yi Juncheng didn't take this matter to heart. Seeing that she was still busy, he turned around and went out to get her a glass of milk.
As soon as he left, Sheng Yang sat in front of the computer.
Although neither of them cared, she felt uncomfortable not doing anything.
Hence, she skillfully entered her account and password and went to the black market. She spent the early years scrounging the black market, so she already had an account here.
Her cold gaze swept across the website, and she realized that Owl was offering three billion virtual coins to buy Yi Juncheng's head.
