At this moment, two men wanted to deal with Di Qianmo fiercely in their hearts. One was Di Minghao, who had his stuffed toy torn apart, and the other was Xie Jiuhan, who had just found the mechanism.
However, when Xie Jiuhan opened the door of the secret room and walked in, his expression instantly darkened. Feng Qing was sitting on the floor with her back against the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Di Qianmo was also sitting on the ground. He buried his head in Feng Qing's arms. Feng Qing hugged Di Qianmo's head with one hand and his body with the other. The two of them maintained this hugging position.
Xie Jiuhan: "???"
Seeing that Xie Jiuhan was here, Feng Qing looked at him calmly. Di Qianmo also saw him come in, but he still maintained his position of hugging Feng Qing, looking like he didn't want to care about the man at all. Sensing the man's terrifying aura like a volcano eruption, Feng Qing stared intently at him, as if she was stopping the man with her eyes.
