Steven's words instantly filled Su Shiyuan's eyes with tears. He would be there at any time when she looked back, but she could never look back.

The meaning behind his words just now was that he was willing to come back to help her. She should be happy, but why couldn't she be happy at all?

When she got to the elevator, she was still in a daze, forgetting that there was another man in the elevator, another dangerous man.

Zhuo Tingfeng just leaned against the elevator with his pockets in his hand, squinting at her.

It turns out that she doesn't have feelings, she can cry and be sad, but the man who can make her have so many emotions is not him.

This realization made him feel very unhappy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly,

"It's nothing more than that!"

His voice brought Su Shiyuan, who was immersed in sadness, back to her senses and looked at him in confusion,

"What?"

"That man!"

His expression was full of disdain,

"Don't you mean he is more handsome than me, more mature and more elegant than me? In my opinion, he is just an old man!"

She remembered that this was what she said about him when she drank too much. Unexpectedly, he still remembered it. He was really a cautious man.

Although her evaluation of him like that hurt his self-esteem, his contempt for Steven now also made her feel very annoyed. She raised the corners of her lips and smiled coldly,

"Mr. Zhuo only likes ordinary people, how can he appreciate an artist like Steven!"

Zhuo Tingfeng's disdain was frozen in one sentence. He glared at her with a cold face. Is this woman indirectly mocking Ling Xue?

The elevator arrived at their floor just in time, and Su Shiyuan stepped in directly. She was not an aggressive person, but he touched her bottom line every time, so she had to do her best to protect herself.

When she got to the room, Su Shiyuan called the front desk and asked them to help bring up the box. Then she took her things and prepared to leave. Zhuo Tingfeng came in and grabbed her.

"What are you going to do?"

She glanced at the hand he was holding on to her and took it back lightly,

"You stay here tonight, I'll live next door with Ning Shu!"

"Hey, why don't you even give me because you are injured like this?"

Zhuo Tingfeng was very dissatisfied, she was a little helpless,

"You didn't hurt your hand, so you can't do it yourself?"

"Who said I didn't hurt my hand?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand in front of her. She saw that his knuckles were all red, probably from scratches when he had just beaten someone. She was speechless and resigned to waiting for the front desk to bring him a box.

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He injured his face and hands, but there was no injury on his body. However, he took off all the clothes on his upper body, calling it uncomfortable, and then leaned leisurely on the bedside waiting for her service. She was too lazy to follow him.

Not caring about this, he sat over with the , calmly pulled the quilt next to him and threw it on his naked upper body, then sat by the bed and carefully applied the to him.

He had a pretty good figure, with strong muscles, a well-proportioned body, and a strong and lean body. It could be seen that he was the result of long-term fitness exercises, but she was not interested.

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Chapter completed!