Allen completely ignored the hand on his neck, "Hmm, very good, Xiaoqi, use all your strength, strangle me to death, I definitely won't resist."
A coldness in Shen Qinglan's eyes materialized as she looked at Allen, her grip tightening more and more until Allen's face turned purple, yet he was still smiling. With a ruthless look in her eyes, Shen Qinglan released Allen.
Allen clutched his throat as he coughed, "Cough cough, Xiaoqi, you're still too soft-hearted now. Who pulled out your claws, was it that man?"
Shen Qinglan's eyes, which had just softened a bit, instantly turned cold again. Her hand tightened then loosened, loosened then tightened, and finally relaxed, "Allen, since you're unwilling to help me, then leave." She stood up, her goal this time had been to find out what Allen had that made Qin Yan hesitate, and now she knew, it hadn't been a wasted trip.
