Chapter 622 Promise Me You Can't Get Hurt_1

Day broke, and Li Qiyu sat in a daze on the sofa, occasionally calling Bo Yeyuan. He did not return, and nobody knew where he had gone. Even Leike couldn't find any information about him. What if he'd been in a car accident?

Li Qiyu hugged her knees, sleepless throughout the night.

Her weak figure reflected on the screen... Bo Yeyuan sat on a dark sofa, his black eyes like those of an eagle, watching her all night long.

In the luxurious private room, only a dim light was on, casting a dark purple secrecy over the space.

Bo Yeyuan's shirt was open at the chest, his body reeking of alcohol, still shaking a bottle of Vodka... He gulped down one glass after another, the liquor like pure alcohol -- only the burning sensation of flames, yet he couldn't get drunk no matter how much he drank.

"Young Master," Leike's voice grew tense, "It's dawn. Should we inform Miss Li that you've been found?"