She glanced at Zhou Shuang.
Zhou Shuang was pale with shock and she too stood up. She gripped the edge of the table, looking as though she had lost her soul.
One could imagine how worried she was.
Yan Rusheng nodded. "It's quite serious and he couldn't speak properly. I can hear the police sirens too. He is nearby."
He took a furtive glance at Zhou Shuang and slyness flickered in his eyes.
It was fleeting.
Su Yan, who sat next to Xuxu, regained his composure.
"Let's go now." Xuxu tugged at Yan Rusheng's arm in a bid to pull him up.
Suddenly, Zhou Shuang flew past her and when Xuxu looked up, she was already at the door.
She fumbled for the doorknob and sprinted away.
Xuxu retracted her hands and she was about to follow Zhou Shuang.
Yan Rusheng's voice interrupted her.
"As expected. Women don't speak from their hearts. She loved him deeply and yet, she was trying to ditch him."
