Fu Shihan was full of hostility, his gaze falling on Su Wanxin's uneasy expression.
He sneered coldly, asking indifferently, "Are you worried about him now, or are you worried about me."
Su Wanxin's eyes dimmed slightly, silent for a moment. And in that brief period of time, Fu Shihan knew her answer.
That's right, she had known him for more than a decade, aware that no matter what he did, he never came off worse. So what she worried about was other men.
Raging flames burned in Fu Shihan's chest as he saw people continuously walking out of the office building. Feeling their frequent glances cast his way, he gritted his teeth as he looked at Su Wanxin's calm eyes.
"Get in the car."
"I have plans tonight."
"Don't make me say it twice."
"..."
Su Wanxin glanced at him, then sighed heavily. Turning to Mu Xinghan, she spoke with an apologetic tone. "Sorry, something came up that I need to deal with. I'll contact you later."
