Seeing everyone frozen in place, Su Xinyan hurriedly pushed through the crowd to the doorway of the room.
Seated on the sofa directly across from the room's entrance, the man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, yet his face was bruised and swollen – yet this did nothing to hinder everyone's recognition of him.
At the moment, the man leaned on the sofa, his complexion pale, his spirit listless, but he appeared restless and irritable, sometimes tugging at his clothes, sometimes pulling at his hair, both agitated and disoriented.
The others were in a similar state.
Su Xinyan's legs went weak, and she slumped against the wall at the doorway.
How could this be?
Why was Shen Jun in her room, and...
Amidst her confusion, the only certainty was that she had been betrayed by Su Ran.
This conniving woman, her schemes were so profoundly deep.
"Isn't that Shen Jun?"
"My god, they are actually skating in the room in broad daylight!"