This instantly grabbed the lifeline of Yun Qiluo.
Thinking of the terrifying scenes in the dream, and the blurry memories of fear, the young girl's face turned pale instantly.
Her small body also tensed up.
She quickly said, "I'll never do interviews again in the future!"
Yan Yan chuckled, ruffling her hair.
Then he lazily leaned back against the pillow.
He wasn't intimidated by whoever was behind Yun Qiluo.
In Yan Yan's hands, there wasn't anyone he couldn't protect.
This was his absolute confidence in his own strength.
Moreover, he believed the other party was also apprehensive of him; otherwise, with the trending topics lasting for so many days, they would have acted already if they really intended to capture her.
Seeing his particularly handsome smile, Yun Qiluo was momentarily dazed.
Then, thinking of something, her eyes lit up, and she softly asked, "Then... can I still use Weibo?"
The man raised an eyebrow, "Do you like it a lot?"
