C147 Requesting for a Wife

He put the cup on the table and sat up straight on the sofa. He raised his hand and gently rubbed his forehead, his face full of fatigue. Recalling the scenes from back then, the resentment in his heart was once again aroused.

A wave of icy cold feeling came from his wrist. He slowly opened his eyes and looked helplessly at Qin Yahan. His brows wrinkled slightly and he asked meaningfully