Yun Aotian's words were softer than ever before, and he didn't even know why he made such a soft voice.
He carefully studied Han Yi'er's face, and then looked at the Chinese medicine in her hand. Looking forward to her answer...
However, she remained silent...
Why bother talking to yourself in this tone?
Why should you care about your own condition???
Why is he different from the past few days??
Why the sudden change!!!
Ignore it and can only respond to Yun Aotian with this attitude, because...
She didn't want to fall into any 'trap'...
The hands holding the steering wheel became tighter, and the soothing brows knitted together: "I'm asking you something!!!"
A roar finally made Han Yi'er react, but her expression was so cold and indifferent: "I can solve my problems myself!"
This sentence again, this sentence about her matter, she can solve it by herself! Yun Aotian's face darkened, and he asked coldly: "What are you going to do to solve it? Do you have money to compensate someone if you knock him down?"
I thought he would beat the man because he knew he was a prostitute, but now he says this?
Did he do it on purpose? Or was he simply that pedantic? Although Han Yi'er had thousands of questions in her mind, her expression was still full of coldness: "You don't have to worry about it!"
"Humph." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Yun Aotian's mouth: "Do you make money by sleeping with others?"