Wen Suihan came down from the second floor, and as he passed by Su Yingru, it almost felt like he was bringing a gust of wind with him.
Su Yingru was left bewildered by Wen Suihan's sudden departure and reflexively took a couple of steps after him, asking from behind, "It's so late, where are you rushing off to?"
All Wen Suihan left behind was the sound of the door closing, without uttering a single word.
Wen Changrong, who had changed into pajamas in the living room, came out and complained, "He's been like this since he was a kid, always so tight-lipped, a storm at times but never explaining, just worrying everyone, and I don't even know whom he inherited this temperament from."
Su Yingru just felt that something was off with Wen Suihan today, knowing that her son had things on his mind, yet unable to get anything out of him.
Turning around, Su Yingru saw Wen Linyu coming down from the second floor.
Wen Linyu's expression was no better than Wen Suihan's.
