Han Jingru didn’t answer the question and Molan knew that he wasn’t willing to speak. Therefore, the friend stopped asking.
After Molan and Ling Heng made the call, the empty street at dawn became busy. A few hundred men were searching street by street, entering each and every hotel and entertainment centers. Leaving no stone unturned to find Han Yu.
At that time, Han Yu was still in Golden Arch and didn’t want to leave.
Probably the man had been staying in Qing Cheng for too long and he hadn’t touched any woman, hence, the man was in a huge room with a group of women serving him.
“That trash should have never enjoyed something like this. How pitiable.” Han Yu giggled. As the man hugged a beauty each to his side, he felt like a king. The more he thought about Han Jingru’s situation, the more conceited he felt.
Getting kicked out from the Han family to a place like Yun city.