Atlas Studios

  Atlas Studios

  Xin Yanting felt so awkward so she knelt down too. “Where did you get this glass from? It’s so fragile.”


  She muttered under her breath and stretched her hand to snatch the cloth from Su Yan’s hand. “Let me do it.”


  “It’s fine,” said Su Yan as he continued to wipe.

  Xin Yanting pursed her lips, unsure of whether or not Su Yan was angry.

  She started to grumble about the quality once more. “I didn’t do it on purpose. The quality is really inferior, how can it crack when I merely bit it. It almost cut my lips.”


  “It’s fine.”


  Su Yan replied casually, and he didn’t sound concerned for her at all.

  After drying the floor, he stood up and glanced at Xin Yanting. “It’s late. Please go back and rest.”


  “I’m not tired.” Xin Yanting ignored Su Yan’s aloofness and shook her head. She glanced at Su Yue and strode towards her.

  She threw the cracked glass into the trash can before sitting down on the couch next to Su Yue. She tightly held her hand and raised her voice angrily. “Who had the audacity to bully you? Tell me now! I will give the person a good lesson on your behalf!”


  Su Yue glanced at her and asked in between sobs. “What has it got to do with you?”


  Su Yan couldn’t take it any longer, and he strode forward to Xin Yanting. He bent and grabbed her wrist to lift her up. Then he dragged her to the door.

  “General Manager Xin, it’s late. I’ll send you downstairs.”


  His grip was tight and Xin Yanting winced in pain. “Su Yan, let go of my hand. I can walk by myself.”


  She shook Su Yan’s hand off.

  Then she glared at him, looking livid. “Both of you don’t know how to appreciate kindness.

  ”


  She turned around and walked to the elevator.

  Su Yan ignored her and turned around to go back inside. He was about to close the door when he caught a glimpse of the floor.

  Xin Yanting’s shoes were still there.

  He hurriedly turned around, but the elevator had gone down.

  He frowned, looking exasperated.

  “Yueyue, I’ll go down for a while,” Su Yan said to Su Yue as he went back inside his loft. He then put his phone inside his pocket as he turned back to go to the door. He picked up Xin Yanting’s shoes along the way.

  The night was freezing.

  The basement was cold at night and Su Yan realized that he had forgotten to put on his coat. He shivered a little and raised his shoulders to his neck.

  His eyes darted around as he called Xin Yanting.

  Suddenly, he halted in his tracks.

  A man inside a black Mercedes was parked a short distance away. He recalled how Su Yue had cried badly the entire night.

  “Su Yan, are you regretting that you chased me away?”


  ”

  I’m telling you I’m angry. Tomorrow I will not work. You can handle everything by yourself.”


  Xin Yanting rattled on all by herself when the line got through.

  Su Yan didn’t take in a single word that she said.

  “Your shoes.”


  Xin Yanting was still rambling on but Su Yan had ended the call. He walked towards the Mercedes and saw the man smoking inside.

  His gorgeous face was grave and solemn.

  When Ming Ansheng saw Su Yan, he took his last puff. He then threw the cigarette butt on the floor and stepped on it.

  He straightened his back to face Su Yan.

  Su Yan stopped two steps away from him