Fu Shiyan didn't respond to her words because he felt something was fishy, but he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong.
His phone vibrated.
He answered.
Fu Shiyan furrowed his brow, "Didn't catch that sasaeng fan? I see."
Ruan Qingqing watched the man's grim face and cautiously asked, "Did the bodyguard not catch up with her?"
"No, that sasaeng fan is quite cunning, flawless in her actions, and she escaped cleanly."
Ruan Qingqing didn't say anything further; she pursed her lips, which was the most conversation she had ever had with Fu Shiyan.
After throwing his cigarette into the trash bin, Fu Shiyan sat on the bench.
Ruan Qingqing, knowing her boundaries, sat two meters away from him, careful not to overstep with her gaze.
In less than twenty minutes, Mu Qianfan, Fu Jinqiao, An Yan, and Li Qiutong's parents arrived.
Fu Shiyan stood up and discussed the surgery situation with her parents, while An Yan supported Mother Li and comforted her.