An Wushuang's eyes were filled with a hint of coldness:

"Please leave him in the custody."

Ji Fanyin sat back in the chair slowly, his fingertips gently rubbing his lips, and his contemplative gaze pierced Quan Yihai's body like a cold light.

Under her gaze, Quan Yihai's eyes...

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