Chu Nanli frowned, looking at Ye Yunting.
At this moment, his face was exceptionally cold and hard, a frigid depth in his eyes without a trace of warmth.
"Chu Nanli, are you so eager to move out?"
Chu Nanli wanted to say that of course she was, but her intuition told her not to speak those words.
"If I move out, it would also prevent possibly implicating the War King Residence someday." Chu Nanli stared at Ye Yunting, yet her words were addressed to Yang Shu.
Yang Shu agreed wholeheartedly and was about to voice her agreement when Ye Yunting interrupted with a cold voice, "The War King Residence won't be implicated by anyone; there's no need for you to move out."
Chu Nanli felt a little anxious upon hearing Ye Yunting's words.
"You promised me. Are you planning to go back on your word now?" Her eyebrows furrowed, her pretty little face filled with chill at this moment.
Ye Yunting felt a sudden pain in his chest again.