As she spoke, she pulled Su Qing out of the room, shutting the door tightly behind them, and led him directly to her own room next door.
Su Qing was silent the entire way, letting his benefactor obediently drag him along.
He had the appearance of a frail invalid. Just before they entered the room, he even let out a couple of weak, low coughs.
Su Ye didn't understand what he had meant just now when he said she always made him angry.
She glanced at Fei Chen standing by the door, then back at Su Qing.
"You're not well. You should move around less."
The moment the words left her mouth, just as Su Ye let go of his sleeve, Su Qing gently took her by the wrist.
"Benefactor said you would come see me in a little while. Several hours have passed now, and I've waited for so long, but you never came."
Su Ye couldn't help but glance at him.
'Oh, so "in a little while" isn't measured in days, but in hours.'
Seeing her silence, Su Qing stepped closer and closer to her.
