The surrounding people looked at Luo Qianqian in disbelief, their faces filled with indignation, yet Luo Qianqian's expression didn't carry a hint of jest, only complete earnestness.
"No way, Shiqi, you..." Haan Yun was about to speak when Huangfu Yihui interrupted him, "Everyone's here, let's go."
Yet, the seriousness in his demeanor was something everyone couldn't ignore.
Yan suddenly recalled the previous incident of Luo Qianqian's fainting, during which she inexplicably had a breakthrough.
"Exactly, let's move." Luo Qianqian quickly walked forward, but her hand lightly touched the area around her heart. Why did her heart feel so uncomfortable? Had she forgotten something she shouldn't have? Yet, she wasn't senile; she even remembered Haan Yun's numbers. There was no reason to forget something no one knew about, so why did she feel this discomfort?
