"..."
Does he really have to go urgently?
Qin Youxuan sprung up from the bed excitedly, rushing to the window and swinging it open. She gazed at him anxiously, fearing that he might decide not to leave again.
Dan Hanjie did seem in a real hurry. He put on his coat without sparing her an extra glance and, striding past the window ledge, disappeared from sight.
"Has something bad happened?"
Qin Youxuan watched his receding figure, muttering to herself.
Realizing that she was worrying about Dan Hanjie, she slapped herself on the forehead, turned around, and threw herself back onto the bed to sleep.
"Mr. Jie."
Yao, who had been waiting outside, immediately approached Dan Hanjie when he saw him.
"What did you just say?"
Color flashed in Han Jie's eyes. Without warning, he grabbed Yao by the collar and hauled him off the ground.
His entire demeanor was off. He was too agitated, too violent.
His eyes were tainted with a blood-red hue, radiating a horrifying charm...
