Luo Yunyun's words were impeccable and pitiful, making her feel helpless.

Ye Fan sighed: "The Imperial Master is a great man, okay, I won't force others to do anything."

"Does Divine Doctor Ye agree to have dinner and negotiate tonight?"

Luo Yunyun smiled sweetly: "Then Yun Yun came to arrange the place?"

"Not urgent!"

Ye Fan changed the topic and interrupted Luo Yunyun's rhythm and arrangement:

"Although the Imperial Master and I hit it off, the Eighth Prince's rudeness yesterday made me deeply feel that you are not negotiating in good faith."

"And the Imperial Master is unwilling to marry Ye Fan."

"So if the Imperial Master wants to sit down and communicate with me in depth, he must show me some sincerity."

Ye Fan's words were clear: "Otherwise, I'm worried that meeting tonight would be a waste of time."

Luo Yunyun's voice was soft: "I wonder what sincerity Doctor Ye wants?"

"A hitman hired by Van Downs attacked and injured me."

Ye Fan's tone became solemn: "I have obtained the hiding address of this killer."

"The Imperial Preceptor and the Eighth Prince will bring people to kill this killer for me, and I will sit down and have a good talk with the Imperial Preceptor again."

"It can't be destroyed, and there will never be any need to negotiate again."

He threw the address of the Eight-faced Buddha:

"No. 16, Baiyun Villa."
Chapter completed!