C681 Chapter 681

The corner of Aman's lips twitched a little, and the wine cup in his hand swayed slightly, sliding like a crystal-clear hotel silk.

"Then let's get straight to the point. What do you think about my wife's situation?" He asked.

"Might I ask, Mr. Emperor, have you brought your wife's B-over here? I'll take a look first."

Aman extended his hand to the bodyguard behind him