Jiang Zhi and Su Qinghou had just arrived at the building when the alarm sounded.
A line of people stood at the entrance, all trembling with fear, and from the moment Su Qinghou got out of the car, nobody dared to look up.
He asked, "Which floor?"
The man in charge of security stepped forward to answer, "The rooftop."
Jiang Zhi went inside first.
Su Qinghou gave the man a glance before stepping in.
The man sighed in relief, thankful that Young Master Zhi was preoccupied with other matters; otherwise, he would have been the one tormented.
Jiang Zhi went straight to the rooftop, Zhou Xufang wasn't there, only Xiao Yusheng was—he lay on the ground, quiet as a corpse.
"Xiao Yusheng."
"Xiao Yusheng."
Fortunately, not a corpse.
He opened his eyes.
Jiang Zhi asked him, "Where's Zhou Xufang?"
He opened his mouth, his voice as faint as a whisper, "Su..."
Su Qinghou immediately asked, "Su Dingzhi?"
Xiao Yusheng didn't have the strength to nod, he blinked instead.
