After Wen Xinya left, Si Yiyan walked towards the bar counter slowly and poured himself a glass of red wine, which glistened under the light.
Gu Yuehan stood beside him, still feeling cold and tense.
"How's the arrangement going?" Si Yiyan asked, gently swirling the glass of red wine in his hand, the fragrant aroma of the premium wine wafting up to his nose.
Gu Yuehan said coldly, "We've already arranged for someone to scare Ning Shuqian and make her frightened out of her wits. She's only been transferred to the hospital for two days and she's already requested a change of ward. She's even begun aggressively hiring bodyguards. She's already lost her direction and composure. She tried to call a number which cannot be detected by the satellite."
Si Yiyan swirled the wine glass slowly and asked, "Has there been any news regarding Shen Mengting?"
