"..." Bo Fengheng gave him a cool glance but, eventually, calmly uttered those strange yet heart-throbbing words, "Mu... Ying."
"Oh?" Si Chen raised his eyebrows and elongated the tone, his eyes narrowed with a hint of mockery.
"I'm discussing something serious with you." Bo Fengheng's handsome face suddenly turned cold.
"Okay, isn't it obvious? He did it on purpose." Si Chen lit a cigarette, shedding his formerly frivolous demeanor.
"So, he wants the vaccine." Bo Fengheng thought the same.
"It could also be that he wants the woman." Si Chen flicked ash from his cigarette, smiling playfully at him, "After all, she really is pretty; too bad you haven't seen her..."
"..." Bo Fengheng's handsome face darkened as he growled, "Have you had enough?"
