Su Li took a nap and when she woke up, she found that it was already dark.

She took her medication as prescribed by the doctor, hoping to recover quickly and leave this place.

As soon as she got out of bed, she felt a wave of dizziness.

Why do I feel more and more tired the more I rest these past few days? It's probably because I haven't exercised in a long time.

Su Li changed her clothes and went out of the room. As she walked down the corridor, she saw several maids sitting there chatting.

"They look so good together in the photos, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match."

"Sigh, I hope I'm born into a wealthy family in my next life, born with a silver spoon in my mouth, and marrying a business tycoon when I grow up. That would be the ultimate life."

"Come on, we're not destined for that in this lifetime. We should just do our jobs well and be happy if we don't get fired."

Su Li approached and saw that they were holding an entertainment weekly magazine, with two familiar figures on the cover.

"Hello, may I take a look at this?"

The maid handed her the magazine after seeing her. "Miss Su, are you also interested in this kind of entertainment news?"

"good."

She took a closer look and discovered that the cover featured Song Wan and Quan Ye.

They embraced each other intimately, which made people's imaginations run wild.

Moreover, Song Wan's clothes and hair were disheveled, and she exuded an ambiguous aura.

The news headline reads: "Business tycoon from Haicheng and Song family's daughter reportedly have a secret rendezvous; the two seem to be getting married soon."

Su Li's eyes trembled slightly, and her hand holding the magazine loosened, causing the magazine to fall to the floor.

They really are getting married.

She had always known this day would come, but when she actually saw it, her heart still ached.

Why is she so upset about his marriage?

Su Li didn't know how to deal with her complicated emotions. She only felt that the air around her was a little stuffy and she couldn't breathe.

Xiaoyu walked over, picked up the magazine, and asked, "Miss Su, what's wrong?"

She regained her composure and tried to suppress the strange emotions within her.

"I'm fine."

"Young Master is waiting for you in the front hall. Let's have dinner together."

Su Li arrived at the front hall and saw Song Qinze sitting at the dining table reading a magazine. His light gray home clothes made him look even more refined.

He wasn't as arrogant as Quan Ye; he exuded an approachable aura.

He looked up and smiled, "You're here. Come and sit down."

Su Li pulled out the chair opposite him and sat down, her gaze falling on the entertainment magazine in his hand, the very one she had just read.

Song Qinze seemed to know what she was thinking, and closed the magazine, placing it on the table. "You saw it all?"

Congratulations to them.

She was so calm that Song Qinze tried to see any other emotions on her face, but there was nothing there.

"Aren't you very sad?"

"The marriage is a done deal, and now that the wedding is approaching, isn't this what we all expected? Why should I be sad?"

"Don't you like Quan Ye?"

“I only like myself.” Su Li picked up her chopsticks and smiled. “President Song, if you keep chatting with me like this, the food will get cold.”

Song Qinze smiled and said, "That's right. Let's stop chatting and have dinner."

Su Li ate some rice, but her appetite wasn't very good. She put down her chopsticks and said, "There's something I want to tell you."

"Okay, go ahead."

"I feel fine now, it's not like I'm seriously injured. I'll leave tomorrow. Thank you for your hospitality these past few days, I'll definitely repay you when I have the chance."

Song Qinze paused in his eating, then continued eating elegantly. "Leaving tomorrow?"