Fu Shihan sat in the restaurant watching her fleeing figure, then looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily.
This sensation of being exploited like a freeloader...
Why does it feel strangely familiar?
After a good night's sleep and a hearty breakfast, Su Wanxin drove to the office, sorted through the backlog of documents, and then called Su Yao.
The sisters hadn't been in touch for a few days, and Su Yao hadn't dared to contact her, unsure how to bring up Fu Shihan.
Being single all these years, some feelings were beyond her grasp, but Su Yao knew her sister must be feeling upset.
"Fu Shihan said he gave you the hotel video, bring it home tonight and let me see."
Su Wanxin got straight to the point, and Su Yao nodded subconsciously, "Okay... are you back?"
"Yeah, at the office."
"I'll pick you up after work tonight!"
Su Wanxin chuckled, "Alright, come on then, I'll wait for you at the office."
