"You're being naughty, telling lies!" A wicked smile played on Zhou Fan's lips as his large hand slipped from Chen Yao's grasp and continued its mischief.
"You jerk, why don't you go back to your thinking and stop messing with me!" Despite her words, Chen Yao uncharacteristically made no move to stop him. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered, "That guy, Chen Feng… you think he's safe, right?"
"I can only say that he was safe at the moment I received the news. My people saw him in that village with their own eyes, with Ah Lian and a few others beside him." Zhou Fan didn't dare to be certain, because he had also received another piece of intelligence: Elder Witch had sent someone to that village.
He didn't know Elder Witch's objective, so that was all he could say.
"Zhou Fan, why did you have to get married so early? It would be so much better if you weren't married..." After a moment, Chen Yao suddenly whispered. A hot tear fell, landing on Zhou Fan's neck.
