Su Jingyu returned home, probably after 11 o'clock. Su Chengxuan was still reading an English book, then saw Su Jingyu looking utterly desolate.
He furrowed his brow slightly and couldn't help but ask, "Sis, why did you come back so late? Did something happen?"
Su Guohua also noticed that Su Jingyu's complexion was off, as pale as if she were ill.
He quickly walked over and took the bag from her hand, "Xiaoyu, are you okay? Have you had dinner?"
Ever since she saw Chen Jiu today, her heart seemed to have plunged into an abyss, no longer stirring.
She had forgotten she hadn't had dinner and didn't feel hungry, with no appetite at all.
She glanced at the time, it was already late. "I've eaten, you all should rest, I'm going to take a bath."
After speaking, Su Jingyu walked into her room, fearing they might notice anything unusual.
Entering the room, Su Jingyu lay on the bed, feeling that this was all her own retribution.
