The next day, at Yuncheng Liya Hotel…
Yan Wangchuan had just returned from the hotel gym. He was wearing a lightweight black sports shirt and had a light-colored towel around his neck. He was holding a sports water bottle and drinking water while walking back to his room.
When he reached the door of the room, he saw Qiao Xiyan. His expression remained cold.
"Uncle-Master." Upon seeing his outfit, Qiao Xiyan gave him a sideways look. He's really self-disciplined to insist on working out on such a cold day.
"What's the matter?"
No one had mentioned what had happened yesterday to Qiao Xiyan, so he naturally didn't know.
"I'm preparing to go back to Suzhou, so I came to bid you farewell."
"Just call or send a message." Yan Wangchuan walked to the door, entered the password, and shot him a look. "Aren't you leaving?"
Qiao Xiyan was stunned. Is he not even letting me enter the room?
