Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (34)

She walked in unhurriedly and glanced around the hall.

Aside from Zhang Jingyu and Butler Lu, the only other person there was Su Ying, whose eyes were swollen from crying and whose hair was a tangled mess. Zhang Ruohan was nowhere to be seen.

Don't bother looking. That scumbag had taken the opportunity to run away.

Tsk, what a scumbag. Something like this had happened, and he still managed to slip away so quickly.

"Mm, he really is a scumbag."

Su Qiao walked over to Su Ying, who was sitting on the sofa with her head lowered, wiping away her tears nonstop, and asked softly, "What happened?"

"Sis..." Su Ying threw herself into her arms and began sobbing hysterically.

Zhang Jingyu found it awkward to say anything about the matter, so he could only sit there with a grim expression.

Butler Lu hurried forward and explained softly, "Second Young Mistress, Second Young Master drank a little too much last night, and Second Miss Su and Second Young Master..."

Although he did not know how Second Miss Su had managed to evade their people and make her way upstairs to Second Young Master's room,

but...

Yesterday, Second Miss Su and Second Young Mistress had clearly quarreled terribly, yet she had unexpectedly not left. Afterward, she had continued wandering around the back garden. Anyone could see that she had ulterior motives.

Su Ying trembled all over. She clutched Su Qiao's arm tightly and raised her tear-filled eyes.

"Sis, you have to believe me. I really don't know why this happened. I... I was clearly sleeping in my own room. I... How could I..."

Su Qiao glanced at her and calmly said to Butler Lu, "Butler Lu, I'll take her back first. We'll discuss the other matters later."

"Yes." Butler Lu glanced at