Su Yao kicked Fu Shihan out of the room and returned to her own room without a care, not knowing he had a room card.
She didn't stay with Su Wanxin, feeling the need for solitude and calmness.
In the hallway, two men faced each other.
"Brother Han, this... really isn't my fault." Lu Ci took out his room card to open his door: "How about you make do for the night here? Just sleep on the bed that your son peed on."
Fu Shihan let out a cold laugh, and without pleasantries, entered the room.
The TV was still on inside the room. As Fu Shihan plopped onto the sofa, he asked, "How did the coaxing go?"
His initiation of a different topic put Lu Ci in an uncomfortable position, causing him to sigh in frustration.
"Useless." Fu Shihan brutally retorted: "I knew you couldn't handle it."
"You've got it all under control, right? Yet here you are, sitting with me, doubting life itself?"
