Chapter 87
The interrogation room fell silent.
The scene was so awkward that for a moment Fang Qi's toes curled hard enough to dig a three-bedroom apartment in the floor!
The echoes of his deeply affectionate marriage proposal still lingered in the air...
But the expected blushing, racing heartbeat, skyrocketing data streams, and overloading smoke... none of that happened!
The silver-haired girl merely tilted up her overly exquisite face, her heterochromatic eyes staring blankly.
She wasn't even... making eye contact with him!
Her gaze landed loosely somewhere around his chin, as if she completely failed to comprehend the meaning of what he had just said!
The affectionate curve of Fang Qi's lips...
Was now stuck in a dilemma, unable to stay up or drop down!