Su Nanxing subconsciously glanced at Fu Yanzhou.
Fu Yanzhou looked innocent, not uttering a word, but his eyes were filled with grievance.
Without turning back, Su Nanxing spoke in a cold voice, "It's already not important."
"Wait!" Seeing that Su Nanxing was still about to leave, Lu Beiyuan spoke up again, "Xingxing, I still have something to tell you."
"There's nothing to talk about."
Having said that, Su Nanxing helped Fu Yanzhou upstairs.
Lu Beiyuan watched them disappearing with bloodshot eyes, his large hand clenched into a fist.
Once upstairs, Su Nanxing immediately let go.
Fu Yanzhou looked at her with a pitiful expression, "Xingxing..."
"You were the one who started the fight, weren't you?"
Fu Yanzhou was startled.
Su Nanxing opened the door, stepped aside, and motioned for him to come in.
Fu Yanzhou was somewhat unable to read her.
