Yang Jun anxiously wiped his face and looked at Li Fei Yan, who was standing in front of the mirror, checking his appearance carefully. Finally, he couldnât help saying, âFei Yan, shall we not go?â
Li Fei Yan glanced at him scornfully, carefully arranged his bow tie, and said in a faint tone, âIf you donât want to go, Iâll go myself.â
âBut those people come to Jing Cheng for Ye Si Nian!â Yang Jun stood up abruptly, walking back and forth impatiently. He frowned, âDo you think they will be interested in our vaccine?!â
âThey donât know that thereâs a vaccine.â Li Fei Yanâs tone was still faint, but his eyes had darkened: âWhen they know the existence of the vaccine, what would Ye Si Nian think?â
âBut the vaccine will make the ability disappear.â Yang Jun stopped and looked at him with disapproval, âEven if someone wants to, how much can they pay?â
âShut up!â Li Fei Yanâs eyes finally turned sour and looked at Yang Jun with disgust. Saying with disdain, âDonât look at my vaccine with eyes that havenât seen the world! Have you forgotten your identity? Youâre nothing more than a cripple that I support on my own! â
Thinking of the people who have been pushed away because of their dissatisfaction with this man, the malice in Li Fei Yanâs eyes almost overflowed. If it werenât for him, he would still be Ye Liuâs favourite! The power in his hand would not disintegrate so fast! How could he fall into the awkward position of today!
Yang Junâs eyes flashed violently, but he quickly changed into a sad expression as if he was deeply hit. He looked at Li Fei Yan incredulously and said, âFei Yan, you are so pure, howâŚHow could you say that! And I love you so much⌠â
Pure your sister!
Thinking that the current situation was not suitable for quarrelling with Yang Jun, Li Fei Yan took a deep breath. After some time, he reluctantly suppressed the resentment and impatience in his heart and waved his hand perfunctorily. âIâm sorry, Iâve been under too much pressure recently, and my emotions are out of control.â
âIt doesnât matter. I know what youâre talking about!â After listening to his explanation, Yang Jun was relieved. He took Li Fei Yan into his arms.
Li Fei Yan leaned in his arms and nodded softly.
Yang Jun gently rubbed his hair. What Li Fei Yan could not see, were the supposedly loving eyes slowly turned into that of dark murderous meaning.
Cripple⌠Huh?
If not for you, how could I have ended up a cripple?
Kissing the top of the personâs hair gently, Yang Jun slowly raised his eyes and showed a strange smile to himself in the opposite mirror.