Chapter 892

• Yang Qin’er glared at Ning Jiaojiao in warning.
• “What a pity…” The smug smile on Ning Jiaojiao’s face faded in an instant. Being badly injured, the mustached man could hardly fight in his state. Someone who can’t provide any substantial help will be just an eyesore if they remain here, so I figured that I might as well send him off first.
• Ning Jiaojiao was touching her face in satisfaction when she suddenly felt a cold gaze on her. She turned her head and saw a blond boy staring piercingly at her. Those eyes seemed to have seen through her earlier actions.