The next day, as dawn was barely breaking, there was a knock on Su Ye's door.
She rubbed her eyes and walked over to open the door irritably, only to see Gu Yan standing there in a simple white T-shirt.
"Miss Su, it's time to leave."
Su Ye's drowsiness vanished in an instant, "This early?"
"The convoy is ready. We're set to depart at six-thirty this morning. Didn't anyone inform you?" Gu Yan's tone was normal, not the least bit discomforting.
Su Ye frowned.
Not a single person had mentioned this to her.
Su He had only said that she should leave with the convoy today, without specifying a time.
She'd initially asked, but the reply from the other end was just to wait for news.
And by waiting, she had ended up waiting for Gu Yan.
The convoy was already waiting, and "Su Qingwan's" "apology" was now the focus of attention online.
If she were to be late even for the "apology," the overwhelming malice would surely devour her.
