Su Qionglin's face was pale.
She couldn't just leave like this; she needed to talk to him.
She believed that once he had his fill of fun, he would eventually settle down and marry.
...
It was four o'clock in the afternoon.
Young Master Zhou came out wearing a bathrobe.
He grabbed a glass of ice water and unexpectedly saw Su Qionglin sitting on the sofa.
"Still here?" He sat next to her, unscrewed the cap and drank some water, while flirting with her: "If you don't leave, I won't have the energy to entertain you anymore."
Su Qionglin finally waited until he said something soft.
She leaned on his lap and cried.
She called him heartless, called him cruel.
She told him how heartbroken she was when he was nice to others.
Young Master Zhou was always amorous, so naturally, he was willing to coax and pamper her when she showed weakness.
Thus, he carried her to another bedroom...
She tried her best to please him.
