A few minutes later, Xia Siyu calmed her emotions, then pushed Yun Lih away and retreated from his embrace.
Yun Lih glanced down at his shirt, which was damp with tears, "Not leaving anymore?"
Xia Siyu touched her eyelids listlessly, "My things are still at the hotel."
"Can't afford new ones?" Yun Lih loosely held her shoulder and returned to the bar counter, pulling out his phone from his pants pocket to call his subordinates, "Go to the Holiday Hotel and bring Miss Xia's belongings back."
"No." Xia Siyu quickly patted his wrist, "Don't go yet."
Yun Lih squinted slightly and instructed his subordinates to wait for further notice before hanging up, "What's the reason for not going?"
Xia Siyu ungracefully wiped her nose and said hoarsely, "There must be a reason. Don't let them go first, so they won't mess up my things."
Yun Lih remained silent, but the slight curve of his lips suggested a hint of compromise.
When everything seemed settled, Xia Siyu was still somewhat dazed.
