Secretary Su couldn't understand what Yao Qing's unpredictable, even somewhat indifferent gaze meant.
He only knew that the world was vast and utterly devoid of predictable rules, and that many things, if missed, were missed forever. He did not want to witness such a moment.
In his eyes, Yu Yanshen had always been a person worth "investing" in, but Yao Qing... still didn't understand.
"It's like this, Miss Yao."
"Actually, my visit to the hospital wasn't just a simple hospital visit. I knew about your father's illness even earlier than you did, and I'm well aware that you need money and an even more top-notch medical team."
"If you look back, President Yu has actually left you a way out... and, Miss Yao, in this world, there is no perfect love."
Su Jue stared carefully at Yao Qing's expression, then dropped his eyes and offered a faint smile—
"President Yu is sick. I'll leave the task of delivering the medicine to Miss Yao."
