By the time Qin Han and Song Yuwei came out of the yamen, it was already 7 o'clock in the evening.
Looking at Qiao Dalong standing opposite, Qin Han said indifferently, "Now let's talk about our matter."
Hearing this, Qiao Dalong gave a bitter smile and said, "Mr. Qin, I really didn't see that your wife was also there..."
"Even if you had seen her, wouldn't you have run over?" Qin Han said indifferently.
Qiao Dalong smiled awkwardly and hurriedly said, "I know Mr. Qin is a martial artist, these people are simply courting death in front of you, like trying to hang the God of Longevity!"
"Do you know? I was just about to take Yu Wei to look at wedding dresses!" Qin Han said indifferently.
Qiao Dalong was startled and asked, "Wedding dresses? Is it your wedding anniversary?"
"That's not the point..." Qin Han said distantly.
"Understood... I messed it up," Qiao Dalong admitted his mistake energetically.