Su Zhicheng arrived at the Fu Family home nearly an hour later.
Mrs. Fu had arranged to go to the beauty salon with her close girlfriends and was just leaving the house when she saw Su Zhicheng.
Noticing his complexion wasn't too good.
Mrs. Fu took the initiative to greet him.
Su Zhicheng's tone was very bland, "Aunt Fu, are you heading out?"
"Yes, Zhicheng, are you here to see Aqing? I just went upstairs to check on her a moment ago, and she wasn't out of bed yet."
"Aunt Fu might be mistaken, I spoke to Aqing over the phone an hour ago. She was crying very sadly, saying that Minghan slept in the study. Aunt, I've come to take Aqing back home to stay for a few days."
Su Zhicheng kept a stern face, his dissatisfaction clear in his tone.
Mrs. Fu was taken aback for two seconds.
