"Qian Qian, I want to meet you." Song Yan's voice sounded very solemn.
"Song Yan, what can I do for you? Can't you say it over the phone?"
"I'll wait for you downstairs at your hotel."
"You're in Jinyang?" Shi Qian was surprised.
"Yes." Song Yan nodded. "Qian Qian, I have to talk to you about this in person."
"How about this? I'll send someone down to pick you up. We'll talk when you come up."
"Okay," Song Yan replied softly.
Shi Qian asked Dong Zi to go down and pick Song Yan up while she quickly washed up and changed her clothes before waiting for Song Yan.
In less than ten minutes, Dong Zi led Song Yan to Shi Qian's room.
Shi Qian was stunned by Song Yan's appearance.
Song Yan looked indescribably tired. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair was messy, and there was stubble at the corner of his mouth.
