Fu Tingzhou was stunned when he heard those three words.
He watched Tang Xi's retreating figure. She walked away decisively, giving herself no time to react, as if she did not want to bother him in the slightest.
Fu Tingzhou heard the name he wanted to hear.
But his heart felt empty.
It seemed that this wasn't how he wanted to hear it.
After returning to the suite, Shen Duan came to knock on the door and inquire about his condition. Seeing Fu Tingzhou sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression gloomy, Shen Duan knew he was in a bad mood and did not dare to disturb him, but he also had something to tell him.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Shen Duan mustered the courage and cleared his throat, "Master, tomorrow morning at ten, Shanshui Manor, Gao Yufeng has invited you."
Fu Tingzhou declined decisively, "No meeting."
