Ding Yao stood by the bed, listening carefully. It was clear that Xiao Yan wanted this man named Qiao Chengyu to stay, and the man from who-knows-which planet seemed to finally get the situation, agreeing to stay for now.
This man didn’t seem to have any special combat skills or means of making a living, but at least it was obvious he had no ill intentions towards Xiao Yan. As soon as he woke up, he expressed his intention to find his wife.
That was fine, Ding Yao thought. As long as he decided to leave on his own, there was no need to kill him. Killing a man Xiao Yan wasn’t interested in was different from killing a man she liked. In the past, Ding Yao wouldn’t have cared about such a distinction. But now, he had to admit he really did care if Xiao Yan cared.
At that moment, the name "Han Yanyan" floated into his ears like a sudden clap of thunder in a clear blue sky.
Ding Yao snapped his head up!
But he couldn’t see anything clearly. Everything was a blurry white mass, and he couldn’t make out Xiao Yan’s expression. He only heard her praising the man. When there was nothing wrong, Xiao Yan was always gentle. Just by listening to her voice, Ding Yao couldn’t tell any difference.