"Her surname is Lin, and she doesn't dare to fight with me unless she is tired of living. However, I will never let go of that pair of men and women! Hmph, what kind of woman do I, Han Yeming, want? I can't find her. Hmph, tigers don't send cats. You treat me as if I'm in critical condition!" Han Yeming kept muttering to himself.

Daiyue was so desolate. Han Yeming thought that he had reached the door but hadn't even touched the door key for a long time, so he was so anxious ...