C1197 Who Was Playing with Who

It had been almost half an hour since Zhang Yi left. Faang Yuan was still in the same posture as when she left. He was half lying on the bed with a cigarette in his mouth. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the door.

It was as if the door would be pushed open at any moment, and that woman would walk in from the outside.

Fortunately, the cigarette in his mouth was not lit. Otherwise