"Yes." Gu Yi'an's gaze was calm as she looked at Yin Jixuan, but there was undeniable anger in her eyes.
Yin Jixuan sneered, "Fine, fine, I'll wait and see if you dare to sue me."
After speaking, Yin Jixuan suddenly flung his hand, releasing Gu Yi'an's wrist, and then turned to leave.
But when he reached the door, he didn't forget to turn around and give Lin Sen a cold look, full of warning, contempt, and of course, menace.
However, Lin Sen didn't even look at Yin Jixuan. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at his left hand.
That highly realistic artificial left hand made of rubber or some similar material looked no different from a real one at first glance, but in reality, there was a big difference.
Seeing Yin Jixuan leave, Gu Yi'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She glanced at Lin Sen, then immediately turned her attention back to the weak boy still lying on the ground.
