Qin Yuhuai spoke as he walked.
As Qin Yuhuai continued to close in, Sangzi's mind went blank, as if it had been filled with paste.
What should I do?
What should I do?
What should she do?
Should she hit him?
Like the first time she met him, pin him to the ground and pummel him?
No, she couldn't bring herself to do it!
Sangzi kept retreating until her back hit the door.
In her panic, Sangzi's hand found the door handle behind her.
Fumbling with the handle in haste, she dashed out.
"Xiaozi!"
Hearing Qin Yuhuai call out her name, Sangzi didn't look back.
Qin Yuhuai stood still, looking at the empty office, feeling a sense of loss.
Sangzi ran back to the Qin Family's home, where Susu, who had just gotten up, was having breakfast.
"Pretty sister! You're back! Where's my big nephew?" Susu ran over, looking up earnestly at Sangzi.
"He's fine!" Sangzi replied eagerly.