When Yan Jingchu walked out of the suite, her back was completely drenched in cold sweat, and her legs felt somewhat weak, as if she might collapse to the ground at any moment.
The pressure that Ye Xunhuan brought her was too immense, making it difficult for her to breathe!
Just as Yan Jingchu stepped out of her suite, Wen Ziheng, who was waiting outside, immediately noticed something was wrong with her and asked with concern, "Jingchu, what's wrong?"
"I'm fine!" Yan Jingchu gently waved her hand and said.
"Your complexion..."
"It's nothing!" Yan Jingchu directly interrupted Wen Ziheng's words, "Uncle, let's go back!"
"And that White Rose..."
"She made a demand I couldn't satisfy!" Yan Jingchu took a deep breath, "Let's talk about it when we return!"
Seeing Yan Jingchu say this, Wen Ziheng didn't ask any more questions and left the Beijing Hotel with Yan Jingchu.
At the same time, in the Beijing Hotel, White Rose had a hesitant look as she gazed at Ye Xunhuan.
