It turns out that there is no empathy in this world. Perhaps when your heart is already restless, it seems to others that you are just a little quieter than usual or feel that you are a little strange.

With a bitterly silent smile, Alena Wright adjusted her emotions as much as possible, walked in relieved, and asked suspiciously, "What are you talking about? Why are you so happy?"

Probably because she was a little surprised by her lighthearted tone, neither of the people in the lounge recovered.

Yves Kelly had a quicker response. He clenched one hand into a fist and coughed gently against his mouth, "Just chat."

Alena...