Lu Ci grabbed Su Yao's hand and headed upstairs. Su Yao felt inexplicably a bit flustered and struggled: "What are we talking about? It's so late, I want to sleep. Can we talk tomorrow?"
Su Wanxin wanted to step forward to stop them but was picked up horizontally by Fu Shihan, and called out, reflexively grabbing his clothes.
"You're in no position to safeguard yourself now, so don't bother about other people's matters."
Fu Shihan looked down at her. It had been days since he inhaled her poison? He needed to indulge himself thoroughly tonight.
Fu Shihan carried Su Wanxin back to the bedroom, while Lu Ci casually dragged Su Yao into a guest room.
The door closed, trapping Su Yao in the doorway. He lowered his head to ask her, "You've been avoiding me all night."
"Have I? Haven't you been circling around me all night?"
"Then raise your head and look at me."
Indeed, he had been around her all night.
