Shi Che's dark pupils lazily opened. Because he hadn't rested well for several days, his eyes were full of red blood vessels. His brows were tightly furrowed as he spoke with a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"
"Today morning, all the newspapers simultaneously published the news of your engagement with Miss Yun Shu." Xiao Zhao spoke while handing over the newspaper that he had been tightly clutching to Shi Che.
Shi Che took the newspaper and gave it a casual glance, his dark eyes sinking completely.
The engagement news occupied a large headline space. The names of Shi Che and Ling Yunshu were printed in big red letters, with a heart connecting them, bearing the words "a hundred years of good harmony."
Shi Che's hand suddenly clenched, almost crumpling the newspaper into a ball as he abruptly stood up, took the coat lying aside, and strode towards the outside.
Seeing Shi Che's gloomy face, Xiao Zhao hastened to follow him quickly.
