But he smiled strangely.
When he smiled, his eyes flickered with a frightening brightness, and his lips slightly curled up, attempting to reveal a contemptuous and disdainful smile.
However, this smile appeared forced.
When he started speaking, his voice was hoarse beyond reason.
Even, slightly trembling: "Lu Jihan, you, you liar! How could Yinyin possibly put me on her blacklist? It must be you! It's you who put me on the blacklist, it must be you!"
"Mr. Yan," Lu Jihan interrupted.
Just now, Song Yinyin had fallen asleep.
The phone placed on the nightstand began to vibrate, with a buzzing sound that made her frown.
Lu Jihan, worried about waking her, immediately picked up the phone.
At a glance, he discovered the text message from Yan Kejun.
Instantly, Lu Jihan's expression was not very pleasant.
Fortunately, Yinyin had told him that she had met Yan Kejun earlier, otherwise, if he secretly contacted Song Yinyin, he would likely have lost his temper.
