Fan Ju spoke with feigned seriousness and, after he finished speaking, seized the opportunity to slip into the car and expertly took out a bottle of wine from the sideboard.
This Rolls-Royce, which Yu Chiyin had ordered from overseas back then, had always made his mouth water.
So, ostensibly helping him out was just a front; joining him to enjoy the luxury inside his beloved car was the real reason for Fan Ju's presence.
Seeing Yu Chiyin get into the car, Fan Ju poured him a glass of red wine and handed it over.
"I'll pass."
Yu Chiyin's head ached faintly, and he massaged his temples while ordering the driver to head to a nearby hospital.
"What do you need at the hospital?"
Fan Ju swirled his wine, savoring a sip, "Qin Sen hasn't arrived yet, aren't we waiting for him here?"
"I've instructed him to investigate. Qin Sen will go straight to check the hotel surveillance when he arrives."
