Yu Siqiao returned to his room and discovered that Mo Shu had really left.
Inexplicably, looking at the spot where Mo Shu had lain, he suddenly felt a little empty.
A young servant approached cautiously and asked, "Young Master Yu, Princess Mo asked me to change the sheets when she left, so it wouldn't disgust you. Should I change them now?"
Yu Siqiao's heart felt like it had been pounded, sinking heavily, and a surge of irritation flared up, his face darkening immediately, "Change what, get out!"
The servant's face turned pale with fear, "Yes…"
Young Master Yu was really, too fierce!
Yu Siqiao, angry, kicked the bed and cursed lowly, "Damn it!"
This woman was used to throwing her weight around, now she even presumes to boss him around?
Could she?
Furiously tearing off his tie and throwing it on the floor, Yu Siqiao went directly into the bathroom.
When he came out, he saw his phone ringing non-stop—it was one of his few friends, Cheng Du.
