Tap, tap.
Su Shijun strolled down Beta Town Pedestrian Street in the chilly morning air.
After leaving Greenhill Mansion, she didn't head to the lab as Zheng Qing had imagined, but instead sought someone to vent her frustrations. Ever since learning about Zheng Qing's ordeal at the banquet last night, she had attributed the direct cause to her own early departure.
So, she was not happy now.
Very unhappy.
