Damn It, It’s Coming

Tang Yan did not see her. He was cold and his eyes were sharp. Nobody knew what he was thinking. Feng Shanshan suddenly felt that with his physique and temperament, people might believe that he was a murderer who worked as an undercover agent at the police station.

"Can you sometimes… smile?" Feng Shanshan lifted the corners of her lips and asked Tang Yan.

"There's nothing for me to smile for."

Feng Shanshan was speechless.

"I think I might fail my exams because of your cold face!"

"Then don't look at me."

Feng Shanshan was speechless again.

Sure enough, she could not anticipate much from that man.

"I'm going home." Feng Shanshan took off her gloves and glared at Tang Yan. "You're staying here, right?"

Tang Yan stared at her for a while and said, "There's a lot of work at the police station."