Seeing surprise in the woman's eyes, Chu Yanshen realized what he had just said.
He turned to look out the window, rubbing his forehead again.
It seemed that staying up all night really did affect one's reactions and mentality, he said in a low voice, "Sorry."
He shouldn't have meddled in her private life.
Even if she really had something with Yiming, it was none of his business.
Chu Yanshen paused, then asked another question, "Miss Shen, when do you plan to move in?"
Instead of answering his question, Shen Bijun's cold, distant voice came in response, "Don't bother."
Then she got out of the car, mounted her motorcycle, and left without any reluctance.
Watching her dashing figure, Chu Yanshen: ???
Was she... angry again?
As he pondered, a report from his subordinate came through the earpiece: "… We've indeed found traces of that group, but we were a step late, we didn't catch the young master, and they have changed the location."
Chu Yanshen said calmly, "Understood."
