The Secret About the Past (192)

"I'm on leave today, so I came back." An Xiaoning tried to keep her tone normal, but her expression had already betrayed her. She could not bring herself to smile at all.

Jin Qingyan looked at her, then turned to Fan Shixin, who was standing by the door. "Bring the agreement."

An Xiaoning's heart sank.

"What agreement?"

"You'll know when you see it." His tone was icy cold, as if the woman seated opposite him was not the woman he loved most but an ordinary person, a mere stranger.

An Xiaoning stared at him anxiously. "Qingyan, we can talk things out clearly. I've never done you any wrong."

"Really?" His tone was overflowing with sarcasm.

"Yes."