C828 Mi Zhongde's Request
The night had already come. Until now, I still did not have time to eat dinner tonight, but I still held back the hunger. I sat back on the sofa and asked Yem Yan, "Do you have anything else to tell me?"
Yem Yan's expression was hesitant and also mixed with some seriousness. What she wanted to tell me was obviously not a small matter. After a long time, she said to me in a low voice, "Zhao Yang