Cecil watched Qin Yue's back with a hint of desolation in her eyes. She had successfully made him lose his memory and forget everything from before, but the result was not as perfect as she had imagined.
He was very impatient with her and showed not the slightest bit of affection in his eyes.
"Cecil."
"What's up, brother?" Cecil's expression gradually hardened. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Keperta's gaze was filled with suspicion, coldness, and a faint murderous intent.
"Cecil, do you know you're in danger now? You're walking on the edge of a cliff, thinking you're the one who controls the rules, but maybe in the end, you'll be the one controlled by them."
"You're talking about me and Little Hooligan?"
"Yes!"
Cecil stared at him, her mind quickly calming down, but she did not agree with what her brother said.
"Impossible."
