Xiao Jing was no better. His handsome face was swollen like a pig's head and he was ragged, with wounds and bruises all over his body. But his eyes were so unfathomably deep that Ling Yao felt her heart miss a beat when looking into his eyes...
"Xiao Jing... " Ling Yao swallowed and tried to say something, but was interrupted by the man's cold eyes.
"What do you want, if you don't let it go? Don't forget the pill we just swallowed. If you don't force yourself to forget it, who knows what will happen to us again?"
Xiao Jing was a little annoyed. Even now, he still had no clue how he had offended that crazy woman and therefore suffered such a mad retaliation from her. After saying this, he was silent again. After a while, his brows tightly knitted, he said, "Now let's go back to the Xiao Family first."
Ling Yao was still reluctant, her eyes burning with rage, "We're here to find that trash! What about the trash if we go back now?"