Su Yao sensitively grasped the core of the issue, "He knows?"
Ye Shuya fiercely grasped Su Yao's hand, her expression looked extremely pained as she asked, "Su Yao, if I break up with Ah Qin, would you still be with me?"
Su Yao fell silent.
It was just this brief moment of silence that chilled Ye Shuya's heart. Although she was in Hawaii, her heart felt as cold as the dead of winter. She broke free from his embrace, jumped out of bed, and said, "Su Yao, I hate you."
Su Yao did not stop her but only watched as her figure gradually disappeared.
Afterward, he stood on the balcony all night. The next morning, when he got up, the butler in the villa said to him, "Third Young Master, Miss Ye left early in the morning and has not come back yet."
He frowned, "What time did she leave?"
"Around four."
He looked at his watch; it was now seven twenty. Three hours had passed; where did she go?
"Find someone to look for her immediately."
The butler immediately gave the order.
Perhaps due to not sleeping all night, Su Yao's complexion was very poor. He sat in the hall, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Close to eight o'clock, Ye Shuya appeared before Su Yao, radiant and spirited, holding a bouquet of sunflowers, "Su Yao, look, how beautiful these flowers are."
The butler, who was nearby, wanted to remind the Third Young Master that he was somewhat allergic to flowers but was stopped by Su Yao with a look. Su Yao's expression unchanged, he stepped forward and asked, "Where have you been?"
Ye Shuya sniffed the sunflowers in her arms before saying, "Oh, I went outside to pick flowers. The sunflowers in Hawaii are really beautiful. Aren't we going back today? Can I bring these sunflowers back with me?"
Su Yao sneezed and said, "Yes, you can."
Ye Shuya innocently batted her eyes, took out a flower, and held it in front of Su Yao's face, "Isn't it very beautiful?"
The butler's face darkened.
Su Yao held her hand and sneezed again, "Ya Ya, let's go back."
Ye Shuya smiled, withdrew the flower, and said, "Okay, let's go back."
After that, Ye Shuya indeed happily held the flowers all the way, with Su Yao never leaving her side, also sneezing continuously, and they returned to City C. When they arrived home, Ye Shuya looked at Su Yao and was shocked to see how poor his complexion was, as if his eye sockets had sunk in. She was immediately alarmed and threw away the flowers in her arms.
"... Are you okay?"
Su Yao embraced Ye Shuya, burying his head in the crook of her shoulder, "Are you not angry anymore?"
"I'm not angry. Su Yao, are you alright? Should I call Dai Ni over?" Ye Shuya didn't dare to move; Su Yao was so weak that it was frightening.
"Don't call him. I'm just tired. I didn't sleep well last night." He paused, then took her hand and led her towards the bed, "Accompany me for a nap, and I'll be fine tomorrow."