1093 My Bengbeng

"Yu Yuehan?" Qi Yan narrowed his eyes as his voice emitted a sense of threat.

He'd heard of this name before.

He was the young master of City H and famous in the business field.

He'd heard that Yu Yuehan had just held a wedding and his bride had run away…

Qi Yan laid back down lazily on the tatami as he tapped his fingers against his knees.

He was not interested in Yu Yuehan, he was more interested in the bride that dared to escape the wedding. He wondered what Yu Yuehan would do to the bride, given his ruthless reputation. Would he break her legs?

He had great medicine that could heal broken bones.

"No." Qi Yan spat out the word coldly.

The cold voice was so different from how he acted in front of Tan Bengbeng.

However, the assistant seemed to be used to it. He bowed and wanted to leave.

"Wait, did you find the person I asked you to check on?" Qi Yan asked.