"Jian, what are you doing? You picked up Shang Yujin's cup by mistake," Qin Rou reminded.
"Oh no, let's quickly find Shang Yujin." Jian Dan put down the cup and pulled Qin Rou along.
"Why are you suddenly so anxious, what exactly happened?" Qin Rou asked in confusion.
"There's no time to explain, we must find Shang Yujin quickly, or something big could happen.
To save time, let's split up and search."
Qin Rou called everyone from New E Media who was present that day to help search.
Finally, they found them in a room.
In the room, there was not only Shang Yujin but also Fang He.
"Jian, you're finally here. If you hadn't come, I really don't know what might have happened." Fang He's eyes were bloodshot, his face covered in sweat, and even his clothes were soaked through, his hands gripping the armrests of the chair tightly, breathing heavily...
Jian Dan hurried forward.
On the bed, Shang Yujin was lying quietly.
"Jian, what's wrong with them?"
