Su Wan was also at a loss; on the way back, the atmosphere in the car was so stifling that she could barely breathe. She glanced at Fu Weiheng, who had disappeared around the stairwell, and turned back to say, "Uncle, I'm going to check on him..."
Fu Yi Yuan: "Go ahead."
Su Wan pushed open the door to his bedroom.
Fu Weiheng was facing sideways, unbuttoning his shirt, with his brows tightly knit and his face full of displeasure.
She lightly closed the door, put down her bag, and paced to stand in front of him. Even though it felt inexplicable, she still asked, "Neil... are you angry?"
Fu Weiheng gave her a cold glance, his shirt unbuttoned halfway, revealing a glimpse of his firm chest, making Su Wan unsure where to place her gaze.
