The moment the door clicked shut, the room fell into a heavy silence. Lu Xiuyun stared blankly at the closed door, a sense of powerlessness surging through him. He cursed his injured leg, which prevented him from chasing after her immediately.
He let out a helpless sigh and leaned back against the headboard, the image of Su Li’s angry yet aggrieved face replaying in his mind.
His gaze deepened as he fell into contemplation. After a moment, he picked up his phone and made a call.
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