The next day, Fu residence…
After the incident of Sun Rui climbing into Fu Chen's bed last night, she had been sent home at around three o'clock in the night. Sun Qionghua naturally hadn't slept all night. She had called her elder brother and told him briefly what had happened.
Before the sun rose, she got up to finish packing. Even until she got onto the plane, her chest was still choked up with frustration, and her breathing was uneven.
She had never felt so aggrieved in her life.
Fu Yuxiu also hadn't slept all night. He had already known that something had happened to Song Jingren, so he had tried to contact Jiang Fengya. But he hadn't been able to get through to her. He had asked her classmates, but they hadn't seen her in days.
In his heart, Jiang Fengya was weak and delicate. She must have been frightened.
The more he couldn't get in touch with her, the more he couldn't let her go.