Zhang Xinjie took steps toward Fu Shihan, but Fu Shihan's gaze remained fixed on Su Wanxin, following her without looking away.
"Fu..."
"Excuse me, don't block the way."
He passed by Zhang Xinjie and quickly caught up with the fleeing figure, intercepting her.
"President Su, not even a greeting when you see me, are we that unfamiliar?"
Su Wanxin looked up at him with furrowed brows and asked softly, "What do you want to do?"
"With so many people around, what could I do?" Fu Shihan mocked himself. "Just a little chat, no need for such hostility, right?"
"…What's there to talk about."
Su Wanxin muttered softly, lowering her head to pat Yangyang's head.
Yangyang was looking up at the two of them, met Su Wanxin's eyes, and smiled while hugging her arm and calling her "mommy."
Fu Shihan glanced back toward the entrance; Qi Ran had yet to appear, and it was unclear when he would arrive.
