After much persuasion, Qin Yu finally managed to get Lu Wenrou on the plane.
Then, he drove his BMW back to the Four Seas Hotel, and pushed open the door to Yan Mingyu's room, where she was still waiting for his news.
However, when he entered, his rich and beautiful wife was leaning against the sofa, already asleep.
But her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, showing her sleep was not peaceful.
Qin Yu felt a bit heartache and did not want to wake her, so he grabbed a blanket to cover her.
"You're back?"
Yan Mingyu's vigilance was always high, and when she felt something touch her body, she opened her eyes.
Seeing it was Qin Yu, her slightly tense body also relaxed.
"Yeah, I failed. Miyamoto Kazuto is not ordinary strong. It took the four of us joining hands just to barely manage a draw!"
After Qin Yu finished speaking, he took a few tissues from the coffee table and handed them to Yan Mingyu.
"For what?"
Yan Mingyu blinked in confusion.
"Drool."