"I'm glad you know."
Qin Ruohan's face was cold as he instructed Ye Caitang coldly,
"Remember, no matter what happens in the future, you just have to take care of yourself."
When he saw this lass's fair skin dyed red from blood, his heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible hand and he could not breathe.
He was inexplicably reluctant to see her get hurt for him.
In the future, he did not want to see any wounds on this lass.
Hearing Qin Ruohan's callous words of telling her to mind her own business, Ye Caitang lowered her head gloomily. "…"
Sigh…
Just how much did Mr. Qin despise her?
Half an hour later.
The room service staff sent the seafood feast that Qin Ruohan had ordered for Ye Caitang to the hotel room.
The wounds on Ye Caitang's chest had already been carefully cleaned up by Qin Ruohan, so she rushed to the living room impatiently and was about to eat.