Fei Chuan frowned.
She had said she would leave, so why was she still there?
She hadn't even tended to her bloody palm. How long had it been since she got that wound? Why wasn't she treating it? What if it became infected?
And it wasn't her palm, she also had other injuries too. When she was going to treat it?
Fei Chuan slapped his own forehead.
"So what if her wound gets worse? It's her fault for not taking care of it! It's none of my business!"
Fei Chuan harrumphed and returned to the elevator. He decided to dine out, taking his time. By the time he returned, he expected she would be gone.
An hour later, Fei Chuan returned to his floor with a takeout meal. The nearest restaurant in the area was full, so he had to get takeout.
He peeked down the hallway to see if she was still there.
Contrary to his expectations, Bei Sangyun was still seated in front of his door, her head buried in her knees.
Fei Chuan sighed.
