C71 Can't Live with Vip

"Bei, how are you?" Yan Mohen's anxious tone made Yan Mobei feel even more ashamed. He hurriedly used his hands to support himself on the bed.

"I'm fine, brother …" "What about you?" Yan Mobei's heart ached as he looked at the bandage on Yan Mohen's forehead.

"I'm fine too, just a little superficial wound