"You will regret this!"
With a frigid expression, Hanbing Yun tossed out the threat, huffed her way out of the villa, and coldly commanded, "Let's go. We're heading back to the Capital City."
"What happened? She's not even staying for dinner? Did Zhang Bin offend Doctor Han?"
Puzzlement was written all over the faces of Zhao Dawei, Luo Chengliang, and the others.
Zhang Bin quickly followed them out, shouting, "Remember to send the ginseng to me as soon as possible!"
"Hmph… Once I've verified that your suggestion is useful, you'll naturally receive your ginseng," Hanbing Yun replied without looking back as she boarded the helicopter.
"You'd better keep your word. Otherwise, the consequences will be severe."
After he spoke, Zhang Bin grabbed Zhao Dawei, who was also about to board the helicopter. "Bro, you lost the bet this time, didn't you?"
"Yes, I lost," Zhao Dawei said, somewhat dejected.
"Then hurry up and take me to that fun place," Zhang Bin urged.
