"Liuying, what's happening with you?"
Quan Tianyou kept calling Su Liuying's phone, but it was always out of the service area. He started to get anxious after not having heard from Su Liuying for a few hours—she usually sent him a WeChat message or text if anything was up.
He took out his phone and glanced at the time—it was already eight in the evening. Suddenly a WeChat message popped up. He swiped open the message and saw what Su Liuying had sent, his fingers suddenly tightening. From the last elevator accident and her being maliciously locked in the bathroom by Li Youxi, he knew that Su Liuying was very afraid of being in dark and small spaces.
"Liuying, you must hold on. I'll get to you as quickly as I can!"
Quan Tianyou hurried to his car, got in with practiced ease, turned the car around, and stepped on the gas, shooting off like an arrow.
