The Rest Of My Life Is For You (18)
The moment the bride was taken away, the nerves of the few men who had just relaxed suddenly became tense again.
Yu Yuehan was the first to regain his senses. "My instincts tell me that the last game to be played is usually not a good one."
Mo Yongheng stood beside him. "I agree."
Qi Yan finally regained his senses and looked at Tan Bengbeng's departing figure with reluctance. He did not pay attention to what the Butler had said at all.
He turned his head and saw Yu Yuehan and Mo Yongheng looking as if they were facing a great enemy. The corners of his lips curled up into a mocking smile.
"Look at all of you. All of you are as timid as mice. The wedding ceremony has already been held. What is there to be afraid of?"
Qi Yan had just finished speaking when the butler came forward with a small notebook and read out the rules of the game.