In Silver Paradise.
With the help of local authorities, Quan and Ryan were bailed out with a pledge, stating to not repeat the same practice. It solved pretty fast but for the one waiting outside of the club, it lasted an eternity.
Quan strode out, his whole body in bloody wounds and bruises. Yan restlessly ran to him to check his injuries while whimpering in pain.
"Why are you crying?" Annoyed at the painful sensation across his body, the anger mixed his tone.
"Okay. I'll stop." She proceeded to wipe out the tears staining her face and sniffed forcefully to hold back her overpowering feeling of sadness. Then, she dragged him to a bench to sit on it. "Wait here. I'll get you bandages at a pharmacy."
Looking around, Xiulan was nowhere to be found. She might be alright, shouldn't she? He thought.
