737 Su Wen Knows, She's Here

"I didn't." Su Wen frantically shook her head. "I'm not unhappy."

"Then what happened to you?"

"I'm sorry!" Su Wen apologized and hurried back to her room, locking the door from the inside. At that moment, she didn't notice the loneliness as the man behind her reached out to grab her but missed.

After locking the door, Su Wen paced around the room in frustration, even using her left hand to hit her right hand.

Suddenly, she stopped.

She pressed her right palm against her rapidly beating heart and asked in a low voice, "Was it you just now? It's you, isn't it?"

The room was as quiet as ever.

It seemed like Su Wen was talking to herself, and it felt like she had an illusion.

However, she knew it wasn't her imagination.