Beijing Prefecture Hotel
The originally somewhat lively banquet hall instantly fell silent and awkward with the arrival of the Huo Family. The atmosphere plummeted, leaving only the sound of firm footsteps and You Shenming's struggling cries of pain.
Oppressive, suffocating.
"I told you, I don't need to see a doctor, I'm fine."
No matter how much he struggled, his arm was no match for a thigh.
"Young Master You, the wrap party hasn't even started, why are you leaving so soon? And you haven't sorted out your business with Auntie yet?" Qi Zeyan said with a smile.
Everyone originally thought Qi Zeyan wanted to play peacemaker, but now it was clear this was a setup they arranged among themselves.
Xiang Xiaoyuan and You Shenming were both prey.
Just as Jiang Jinsang said, everything had to be neat and tidy.
In an instant, You Shenming was dragged into the vortex, while Huo Qinqi walked over to Shen Shuci.
