One week quickly passed.
Su Hao seemed to have recovered to his usual self.
As for the sadness of blue dream butterfly’s ‘death,’ only Su Hao could overcome this hurdle himself.
Su Wan had experienced Su Tiancheng’s death. Such pain was something they had to bear personally.
Even Chen Yiran could only resort to silently accompanying Su Hao.
Perhaps she realized the fact that the one who always accompanied beside Su Hao during the difficult times wasn’t herself, but the blue dream butterfly.
The death of blue dream butterfly was a critical mental blow to Su Hao.
Right now, the only thing that held his mind was that Falcon Pearl. As long as it managed to be found, then there was hope in saving her.
However, things weren’t developing in the direction everyone expected.
When Zhang Yang returned from the headquarters, his face looked ugly.
“What happened?” Su Hao asked calmly.
Zhang Yang: “...”
“Is there any problem with Falcon Pearl?” Su Hao’s tone was very flat.