I Believe You

Shen Hanyu really didn't want to answer, but Sang Qianqian was looking at him with a burning gaze, as if she wouldn't stop until she got to the bottom of it.

His thin lips were tightly pursed as he slowly looked at Guo Muyang. His gaze was like a sharp blade, as if he was going to cut him into pieces.

Guo Muyang felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that the situation wasn't right. After all, he was the one who caused the problem, so it was better for him to clean it up.

"Miss Sang,"

"You've misunderstood. That's not what I meant," Guo Muyang said vaguely.

"Then what did you mean?"

"The old lady tried a lot of ways to keep Hanyu alive."