Miss Yun rarely had things she couldn't figure out, but ever since the name "Yun Qian" appeared, the mysteries have piled up one after another, to the point where ten fingers can't count them anymore.
Similar to Miss Yun, Xu Chang'an still couldn't adapt to her peculiar thought process, so he... stared at her in a daze.
The warm sunlight from the sky turned very clear, and the dust particles that originally floated in the air seemed to suddenly disappear, as if at this moment, nothing dared to approach here.
Yun Qian lowered her head, looking at the hand placed on her abdomen stiffening more and more, she asked, "Why aren't you talking?"
Xu Chang'an: "..."
"Didn't hear it clearly?" Yun Qian thought for a moment.
