"Young master…"
Jovial, Su Qianxun was about to share the good news with Long Sijue. However, the moment was ruined when a female voice rang out from the other end.
"Miss Su, the young master is very busy right now and has no time to talk to you!" Zi Fan's voice was so cold that it almost sounded jarring.
"Oh, alright." Su Qianxun quickly hung up. She felt a little dejected as she rested her head on the table. "Perhaps I should be happy that Zi Fan was the one who answered the call instead of…"
Su Qianxun suddenly furrowed her eyebrows at the thought of this. 'What am I doing? Whoever Long Sijue is with right now, it has nothing to do with me."
Zi Fan was about to delete Su Qianxun's name from the call log after she hung up when Long Sijue walked over. His body was still wet, and he was clad in a bathrobe. His face was abnormally pale and he appeared very weak.