"So the two of you snuck out?" Xu Jiayan's eyebrows lightly furrowed, his face etched with a thin layer of anger.
Jiang Yuan's gaze suddenly flickered more intensely, her little head hanging down guiltily, sagging lower and lower.
"What nonsense, who allowed you to do this? I would have been back in another week." Finally, Xu Jiayan couldn't hold back and burst out.
The little girl lifted her watery eyes, her porcelain-white tiny teeth lightly biting her lip, looking pitifully at him, "But Yuanyuan wants to see Brother Yan now, if she can't see Brother Yan, Yuanyuan will die."
"Nonsense!" The youth's deep voice scolded.
Xu Jiayan's voice was changing, slightly husky, but far from being distressing, it was unusually pleasant to hear.
However, his voice now clearly carried displeasure.
