Han Yueyao arrived soon using a car-hailing service.
She ran to the compartment on the top floor.
"Miss Han, you're really fast."
"Where's Su Yu?"
It was very cold during the night in this northern city; Han Yueyao's cheeks were red from the chilly air.
"He's in the room."
"Okay."
Han Yueyao pushed the door open and barged in.
Obviously, she had come out in a hurry because An saw she had only a pair of thin pants under the down jacket.
Han Yueyao made a beeline to the sofa and dragged Su Yu up; she was very strong.
"Su Yu…"
Su Yu opened his eyes and saw a blurry figure before him.
"Come… Drink with me…"
"Look at you. You don't look like the boss of Imperial Star."
Han Yueyao was truly upset when she saw him like this.
She had a vague feeling that Su Yu was troubled by something, but she didn't know what it was.
Seeing him try to numb himself with alcohol, she felt heartbroken.
