"It's nothing!"
Quan Tianyou clasped his hands together on the table, looked at Lisa, and asked, "Lisa, is there something you need to talk to me about?"
There was a hint of detachment in his voice. Ever since Lisa impulsively confessed to him back in the U.S., he had been giving her the cold shoulder.
"Oh, it's nothing really, I just made you a cup of coffee and brought it in for you to drink!"
Lisa handed the coffee to Quan Tianyou and, resting her hands on the desk, looked at him with concern and said, "Tianyou, you look very tired! Actually, there's nothing to worry about. With the Secret Door brothers, we'll find that person sooner or later!"
As she spoke, she lightly pressed her finger on the edge of the desk, inserting a barely noticeable bug into the seam along the edge, all the while maintaining a completely unchanged expression.
"I know!"
