"...Alright, then that's it. It must be completed tonight." Leng Zimo hung up the phone, turned around to return to the private room, and Jiao Yang, who was standing behind him, grabbed his arm.
Because it concerned the final touches of Magic Realm 2, Leng Zimo had been very focused on the call, and only now noticed Jiao Yang.
"How is Xiao Qian's memory...?" Jiao Yang asked.
Leng Zimo gently shook his head, "Not very good. Dr. Yin said it might not recover."
"I see..." Jiao Yang turned his face to look out the window.
Leng Zimo looked at his profile, put his phone back into his pocket, and spoke earnestly, "Go on."
Jiao Yang had specifically called him and asked him to come alone, clearly having something to say.
Jiao Yang withdrew his gaze, his deep eyes landing on Leng Zimo's face, "Please don't tell Xiao Qian about my matters. Just let her... forget it!"
After seeing Luo Xiaoqian last night, Jiao Yang had been thinking about this.
