Chapter 787 The Same Old Question
- “No way. Impossible. Every twitch on my face is drilled to perfection. How could you read anything from it?” Lying on the ground, Ye Yunchen’s voice came out weak, full of self-doubt and denial.
- Chenfan had already turned back. A cold smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.
- “Couldn’t before. Can now.” Standing over Ye Yunchen again, Chenfan spoke from above.