Su Li's return had spread throughout the circle before she even disembarked from the plane.
Huayin now looked visibly uneasy, holding a cup of milk as she knocked on the study door.
Yuan Qiran had returned from the evening party and locked himself in the study.
When Huayin had heard from Su Li's sisters about her return, she felt anxious and panicked.
"Qi Ran, may I come in?"
Seeing that there was no response for a long time, Huayin thought about it and decided to turn the doorknob, pushed the door open, and quietly walked in.
In the study, Yuan Qiran sat behind the desk, both hands propped on the table, head bowed, seemingly lost in thought, his expression one of dejection.
In front of him was a cell phone, its screen lit up.
As Huayin approached, she craned her neck to glance at it, barely able to make out a few words on the screen.
"You're back, where are you now?"
Suddenly, Huayin thought of Su Li, her husband was making contact with another woman.
