She suddenly remembered the discussions she overheard in the restroom today.
A girl like her, mixing drinks at a nightclub, unfazed while teasing drunken patrons, indeed wasn't as simple as she appeared on the surface.
Shi Aoju's fiancée. This title always seemed to clog Su Jiuyi's heart whenever she thought about it, but she couldn't explain why.
Pressing her lips together, she ultimately answered the phone: "Jingren."
"Jiuyi, why are you going home so early today?" It was quiet on the other end; she must not be at the nightclub.
"I don't really like such occasions, so I came back." Su Jiuyi replied.
"Aha." Qi Jingren's tone rose suddenly, "Young Master Jue must be feeling sorry for you."
Su Jiuyi tightened her grip on the phone, choosing silence.
"Did I hit the mark, right? Who would've thought someone as aloof as Shi Aoju could be so considerate."
