Zhou Yunsheng stopped in his tracks, sitting in the wheelchair, watching her gradually recede into the distance.
His face was full of pain…
…
Su Xingyue walked back, returning to the house where Suzuki Yuki lived, but did not see her.
"Where's your mistress?" Su Xingyue couldn't help but ask the servant.
"In her room, she hasn't left since she finished teaching you how to make noodles," the servant sighed.
Hearing the servant's words, Su Xingyue started to worry about Suzuki Yuki and hurriedly turned to go upstairs.
She went straight to her bedroom…
She knocked on the door, but no one responded.
For reasons unknown, her heartbeat skipped a beat.
This feeling… made her a bit panicked.
She quickly turned the handle and entered.
In the clean and tidy room, there was no sign of Suzuki Yuki.
Just as Su Xingyue was puzzled, she turned around and saw a collapsed figure on the carpet in front of the sofa.
Seeing this, she was startled and hurried over.