Chapter 458: She Ought to Cherish This Opportunity

Su Qianxun called Ke Ran on the phone, but the latter did not answer. Soon enough, she received a message from Ke Ran. It read, [Qianxun, I have a family emergency. I’m going back to my hometown. Don’t worry about me.]

[Have a safe trip. Give me a call if anything’s up] After Su Qianxun sent the text message, she put down her cell phone. The wound on her back was still throbbing with pain.

In Xue Rui’s apartment.

Ever since Ke Ran arrived, things had become less miserable for Bai Weimi. As she heard Ke Ran’s unending, harrowing screams, she felt rather unnerved. She was afraid that she might have to go through those hellish days again.

“It seems like Su Qianxun cares about this classmate of yours quite a bit. Why don’t we lure her over now?” Xue Rui suggested.

“This isn’t the right time. If you try to trick her right now, she’ll grow suspicious. Wait for two days before contacting her with Ke Ran’s phone and asking her to come over.”

Xue Rui did not object. He let out a cold snort, and he started calling his friends on the phone and asking them to come over again. He told them that there were two women at his place that they could toy with all they wanted.

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It would be the first day of the year tomorrow. Tt was the day Su Manni promised to take Su Qianxun to meet with Su Ci. Su Qianxun had another concern. She was worried that Su Manni would try to set her up again.

Regardless of the consequences, she had to cherish this opportunity. She must see her mother so that she could find out what made her shut herself out from her children.

At noon, Su Qianxun received a phone call from Tang Zui. When she walked to the campus entrance, Tang Zui was already waiting. When he saw her, he immediately dragged her over and shoved her into his car. They headed to the headquarters of Long Corporation right away.

“Tang Zui, Long Sijue doesn’t want to see me now.”

“Jue’s hand is wounded. He refuses to let anyone go near him, let alone dress his wound. You called me in the morning, which means that you actually do care about him, don’t you? You’re the only one who can treat his wound now.” Tang Zui was driving very fast. It made Su Qianxun feel nauseated.

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The car arrived at the headquarters of Long Corporation. When Tang Zui dragged Su Qianxun into the elevator, Long Aotian and Lan Qingcheng were in there as well. Tang Zui quickly stood between them and Long Sijue and greeted them with a smile.

Tang Zui glanced at the man and the young woman beside him from the corner of his eye. When he saw the two of them fully clothed and acting decently, he could not help but recall how freaky they were in bed. Tang Zui felt as though there were goosebumps all over his body. ‘This is seriously disgusting!’

Long Aotian glanced at Su Qianxun who was standing behind Tang Zui. There was a bitter look in his eyes. He was too careless at the hotel a while ago. He had such a good opportunity to destroy this b*tch, yet she was able to escape in one piece!

Long Aotian brought Lan Qingcheng to Long Sijue’s office. Meanwhile, Tang Zui brought Su Qianxun to the lounge to wait for them to leave.

“I’m not sure what this old thing is up to this time! Someday, I’ll take care of him with my own hands!”

Su Qianxun could tell that Tang Zui was genuinely worried about Long Sijue. She furrowed her eyebrows and asked, “Why does Long Aotian seem like he doesn’t like Long Sijue very much?”

“There are a great deal of things you don’t know about. Actually, Jue is not even his son…” As Tang Zui spoke, he realized that he had ran his mouth. He quickly stopped talking and shut up.

“Not his son…” Su Qianxun shot him an inquiring gaze.

“Not his favorite son.” Tang Zui thought that since this information concerned Long Sijue’s background and lineage, it was more appropriate for Long Sijue to explain this to Su Qianxun himself.

Unconvinced, Su Qianxun was rather curious about what Tang Zui really meant to say.

In the office.

Long Aotian and Lan Qingcheng sat across the desk, facing Long Sijue.

“Go to the Lan family’s home to pick up Qingcheng tomorrow. I want the two of you attend the charity event together!”

“Sure,” Long Sijue went along with his suggestion expressionlessly.

“Jue, let’s wear matching clothes tomorrow. It’s an important event, after all,” Lan Qingcheng smiled and said.