Long Sijue took a drag of his cigarette and blew out the smoke. At that moment, he seemed like a yuppie; coupled with his stoically handsome face, he looked even more attractive.
"Since when were you in the position to concern yourself with my matters?"
The man's voice was devoid of emotion, but it made Zi Fan's heart sank.
"I am sorry."
"All right, all right, you can leave first."
Tang Zui, who had been sitting beside Long Sijue and playing with his cell phone, raised his head and said.
Zi Fan bowed before Long Sijue and left.
Long Sijue extinguished the cigarette between his fingers and was about to take another one. Tang Zui looked at the countless cigarette butts in the ashtray and could not stand it anymore. 'He's obviously worried about Su Qianxun but is unwilling to visit her. What a contradictory guy.'
