"So, since that's the case, can you answer my question now?" The words had already been said, like water spilled; Yorickson couldn't take them back.
"Sure! Go ahead!" Jian Dan leaned against the door and slowly spoke.
"Right here?" Yorickson pointed with his finger and asked.
"Where else? Do you want to come inside and have a seat?
If you're not afraid of seeing headlines about your body lying on the street in tomorrow's paper, then come on in!" Jian Dan stepped aside to let Yorickson in.
A shiver ran down Yorickson's neck as he quickly waved his hand, "No, no, I think here is fine, very fine, let's just talk here!"
At that moment, several ways to die flashed through his mind.
"Go ahead! Ask quickly, I still need to sleep."
"Did something happen between you and Hillary?"
"Sort of!"
"What happened between you two? I feel like the Hillary I saw today is not the same person I know."
"She wants to be friends with me!"
"Huh? Just like that?"
"What else?"
