Fu Han stared out the window, imagining the osmanthus and realized she had no heart to think about anything else. As soon as her attention drifted, she couldn't help but wonder how Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe were doing now.
She knew full well that these two men were in this situation entirely because of her and Bai Wei. She also understood what He Xing's hesitant gaze meant before. If she and Bai Wei were willing to let Xia Cheng and Xia Ning go, they would let Su Cheng and Luo Qinghe off the hook as well.
But when she thought about what Xia Cheng had done to her yesterday, Fu Han felt a terrible discomfort. Letting them go was not an option; the fury in her heart would never subside.
Outside, the wind howled relentlessly. It had been sunny in the morning, but now it had turned overcast.
Bai Qian stood up to close the window. With a gentle smile on her face, she turned and said, "Xiaohan, Xiaowei, would you like some water? I'll go get you some."
