Su Xingyu nodded, the matter of the piranhas weighed on her heart like a massive stone, leaving her breathless.
She rested for a while in Lu Shifeng's office and heard a knock on the door.
Lu Shifeng slightly raised his voice and said, "Come in."
The door was pushed open, revealing a woman in an elegant light pearl white suit, her makeup was exquisite—it was Zhuang Heng. At this moment, Zhuang Heng did not seem as calm and collected as usual. Her usually dignified and proud face was shrouded in a hint of panic, she didn't even glance at Su Xingyu sitting on the sofa, and rushed straight to Lu Shifeng, tightly embracing him: "Shifeng! I heard that diving instructor died last night? Are you alright? I'm so scared."
A voice slightly trembling but full of allure.
Su Xingyu continued to sit on the sofa, watching the faint sunlight trace the two people hugging by the floor-to-ceiling window.
