"I miss you so much, I almost never got to see you again..."
Qiao Yi pouted, reaching out her hand towards Lu Yanchuan.
Her hand, pale to the point of translucency, touched Lu Yanchuan's stubbled face. The stubble was prickly, but Qiao Yi felt utterly content.
Without asking, Qiao Yi knew her current condition; she was probably going to spend a while in bed—the bastards from Dirk Group had been excessively rough; she was sure her ribs were broken.
She had cried too hard just now, and the pain in her body started to flare up again.
Seeing that Lu Yanchuan was unharmed, Qiao Yi felt much more at ease and asked why he hadn't been in contact with her these past few days.
Originally, Lu Yanchuan had taken advantage of a business trip to search for Yan Xiyu, following the clues she left all the way to this small town. However, the trail went cold in the town.
Lu Yanchuan was certain that Yan Xiyu was hidden somewhere in the town, so he searched everywhere for her in the town.
