Lan Yue walked stiffly as he pulled her outside.
Since she came to find John yesterday, she had been kept here, completely unaware of anything.
But judging from John's and Xiao Chen's words, something must have happened at Dragon Abyss yesterday.
Now John was blaming her for the leak of the intel, insinuating that she had stolen it from Xiao Chen.
Yet she was at a loss for words, unable to defend herself.
Bitterness filled her heart; after this, Xiao Chen would surely hate her deeply again.
As she walked past Xiao Chen, she longed to catch another glimpse of him but forced herself to lower her eyes and continue forward, refusing to look at him.
His unique scent lingered in the air, faintly reaching her nose.
This scent comforted her, yet also brought an uncontrollable sadness to her heart.
She had once been enveloped by this scent, spending passionate and tender nights with him.
