In a presidential suite within the Hilton Hotel, Su Guyan, having freshly done her hair and calmly dressed up, sat rigidly on the sofa like a schoolchild.
Her exquisitely maintained hands, ever so slightly shaking, grasped the cell phone, as she tried her utmost to project an air of calm, nonchalance and poise.
But her overly tense emotions rendered her smile somewhat stiff and her voice somewhat unnatural, "Can you come out?"
To make this call, Su Guyan had started preparing hours ago, picking up the phone then putting it down, tormenting herself back and forth numerous times.
Although Ye Xunhuan had promised to accompany her yesterday, he hadn't sought her out all day today, which made her feel very uneasy inside, thinking that perhaps Ye Xunhuan didn't want to see her due to the incident from years ago and that his promise to accompany her was just an excuse.
And Su Guyan?
