"Achen, are you going out?" Fu Qin had been staring at him as he made a phone call with a probing and somewhat bizarre expression, which she then replaced with a piteous and timid look of aggrievement, watching him with a sense of vulnerability.
Si Chen couldn't help but feel a sting of compassion, but thinking of that crazy woman, he clenched his teeth, "I have some matters to handle, you should sleep first. I'll come see you tomorrow; there are servants and bodyguards downstairs, just call them if you need anything."
"But, I need you the most, Achen. I really miss you so much..." Fu Qin's tears instantly welled up.
What could be more important than her?
After all, he had been searching for her for so many years; it didn't make sense to leave her alone in the villa just after they had met.
Not even giving her a single kiss.
Unless he had another woman outside, how could he possibly remain indifferent to her after enduring for so many years?
