Shi Shu naturally heard Su Yan’s words.
However, he didn’t respond imdiately.
Instead, he grasped Su Yan’s hand, his eyes hopeful.
"If I say I have a fever, will you stay with ?"
Su Yan looked at him, her gaze shifting away.
She spoke again.
"Strictly speaking, we’re not familiar with each other."
They had only t four tis.
He didn’t even know her na.
Shi Shu’s body stiffened.
His gaze darkened.
He lowered his head, his black eyelashes trembling.
"Little Guai, I’m hurting."
His voice was hoarse.
The tone made one feel heartache.
Su Yan was stunned.
She looked at Shi Shu’s appearance.
Perhaps she didn’t expect her words to make him so sad.
Slowly, Shi Shu released his hand.
He stood there.
The setting sun’s rays shone upon him.
Making him appear so lonely.
He turned around.
With his back to Su Yan.
Wearing a white robe, his head lowered.
Voice filled with disappointnt.
"You may leave."
Su Yan looked at his back.
Her lips moved slightly.
In the end, she didn’t say anything.
She turned around and left.
Su Yan had just stepped out of the room.
Then heard a clang inside, the sound of sothing shattering.
And the sound of breaking glass continued.
She paused her steps.
Turned back to glance at the ajar door.
Didn’t linger.
She left.
Su Yan had just walked away.
Inside the room, Shi Shu’s expression was gloomy.
He lowered his eyes, concealing the ominous anger within.
Picked up the phone, dialed a number.
Soon, Qin Ru entered.
"Sir."
Shi Shu held a perfect glass cup.
Expressionless.
"Find out where she is."
Qin Ru paused.
"The young lady who just left, sir?"
Shi Shu’s eyelids remained motionless, his voice was soft but chilling.
"Yes."
Qin Ru quickly nodded.
"Yes."
Then, Qin Ru left.
The mont Qin Ru walked out, Shi Shu raised his hand.
A clang, the glass cup shattered against the wall.
Scattering shards everywhere.
Shi Shu was in a terrible mood.
Despite following Shi Shu for many years.
Qin Ru was seeing him in this state for the first ti.
So he dared not say much, hurried to investigate the identity of that young person.
Twenty minutes later.
Room 902 remained under a low-pressure atmosphere.
Shi Shu sat on the sofa, saying nothing.
Looking at his face, one might think he was a quiet and handso gentleman.
But around this handso gentleman, all was shattered glass.
Nothing in sight was intact.
The room was close to being torn apart.
With a creaking sound, the partly open door was pushed open again.
The sun outside had already set.
Only a touch of the sun’s afterglow remained.
The room was not lit.
Only relying on the faint light from outside to see the dim room.
Then, footsteps were heard.
The footsteps paused.
A voice ca from the doorway.
"Sir."
It was Qin Ru.
Shi Shu’s eyelids lowered, the refined, handso side of his face now also filled with gloom.
The tear mole beneath his eye shimred more brightly.
"Go away."
His impatient voice echoed.
Stopping Qin Ru’s words that were about to speak.
Qin Ru stood at the doorway, glancing inside.
In addition to Shi Shu, there was one more person in the room.
The very young lady the sir had asked him to track.
Su Yan noticed Shi Shu seed angry.
Even if his face didn’t show it.
But the voice made it clear the tone was impatient.
Su Yan handed over the bag she held.
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