Su Yan looked up at the increasingly heavy rain in the sky.
Until a round paper umbrella with articulated ribs appeared above her head.
Looking up, Poison Man was holding a round paper umbrella with articulated ribs, standing beside her.
And then his abrasive voice could be heard
"Where's your little male pet? How is he? When it comes down to it, I'm the one who's got your back, hahaha"
His mocking carried a schadenfreude.
Su Yan glanced at the paper umbrella in his hand, her eyes shaded with an unreadable emotion, and spoke
"You'd better shut up now, or else, I'll kill you."
Instantly, Poison Man's laughter came to an abrupt stop.
He froze on the spot.
As much as Poison Man didn't want to admit it, he had a sinking feeling that Su Yan wasn't just trying to intimidate him; she sounded dead serious.
After a short pause.
Su Yan stood up and walked forward.
Poison Man trailed behind Su Yan like a well-behaved little eunuch, holding the umbrella over her.
