"... what I'll be back soon… I should have known better…"
While standing in an open hall and staring in the elegant courtyard, Shao Cheng silently stood while his hands are holding three delicate small bottles of medicines he wanted to give to Ren Yuan after he gets back, which didn't come back yet despite already in the afternoon and close to dinner time.
"... this won't be my fault…"
And when the nighttime has arrived while after refusing the dinner invitation from his family, well, it isn't Shao Cheng fault for changing into dark clothes and wearing a mask on his face, absolutely planning to quietly sneak out once more.
"... hope nothing bad happened."
Although the man can be unreasonable but Shao Cheng also know for a fact that Ren Yuan would have sent a letter informing him about being late or unable to come back today, so something important and serious has definitely occurred.