From a rational standpoint, this matter no longer concerns her; she shouldn't go to see him.
But she can't control herself.
She just wanted to see him safe with her own eyes first.
That's why Host said these words.
If it were the time when Xiao Hua first admired Host.
He wouldn't believe, even if beaten to death, that Host, usually so decisive, would experience such a moment of dilemma, unsure of what to do.
At noon, five minutes later, Su Yan took out a business card.
It was given to her by Su Gu a long time ago.
She dialed the number on it.
The call was answered swiftly.
"Hello."
The voice on the other end was gentle and familiar.
Su Yan spoke the first sentence:
"I'm Su Yan, I don't know where Zheng Luan's home is."
After three seconds of silence, a voice on the other end provided an address.
Su Yan asked:
"How is he? Is he better?"
An Su on the other end slowly replied:
"He is still alive."
After saying this, An Su hung up the phone.
Su Yan listened.
