Su Weiyi didn't know how Sheng Yanxiao got there. She had just sat down in the apartment, feeling like she hadn't been there long when Sheng Yanxiao arrived, carrying a small cake and two cups of milk tea in his hands.
He was slightly out of breath, as if he had run a long way.
The redness in Su Weiyi's eyes had already faded. She was not someone who cried easily, and besides, crying wouldn't help.
Sheng Yanxiao placed the cake and milk tea on the coffee table, then sat down next to Su Weiyi. "What's exactly going on?"
Over the phone, Su Weiyi had only mentioned that her artwork draft was missing, and it was due tomorrow. Now, someone had taken it.
Sheng Yanxiao knew about Su Weiyi entering the competition, and he knew how much effort she had put into it.
Sheng Yanxiao furrowed his brows, but Su Weiyi remained calm. "I know who took it, but there's no evidence."
"Who?"
"The former roommate."
There was a flash of cold light in Sheng Yanxiao's eyes. "I'll help you."
