Suddenly seeing Su Yaoqi, Lin Xiaoyue was a bit stunned.
"Little Four? How are you with Mr. Qi?"
After a brief silence, Lin Xiaoyue asked the question in her heart.
This kid was supposed to have escaped halfway after being kidnapped by someone her father hired, wasn't he?
Su Yaoqi, looking a bit disheveled after wandering outside for a few days, glanced at Su Qing upon hearing Lin Xiaoyue's voice and whispered, "I was kidnapped, luckily Seventh Uncle saved me, or I'd be dead by now."
Lin Xiaoyue's gaze shifted to Su Qing.
The man was wearing a purple robe with a round collar and wide sleeves. After hearing about the incident at home, he rushed day and night, covering him in a layer of travel dust and fatigue.
At that moment, as his eyes met Lin Xiaoyue's, the typically stern and rigid gaze of Su Qing softened, his voice was low and gentle, "Whatever it is, let's talk inside first."
