Chapter 398: 398

Su Qianci returned to where she was after her failed search . At the door of Rong Haiyue’s room, she knocked and heard, “Come on in . ” It was Rong Haiyue’s voice .

Su Qianci walked inside, and his eyes lit up . However, when he saw who it actually was, he looked slightly disappointed . With a smile, he said, “It’s you . ” It was that girl…He almost mistook her for a different person .

Su Qianci nodded and said sincerely, “Thank you so much for last night . “

“Sure thing . If it were anyone else, I would have saved him as well . “

So, it was not because he looked like her . Rong Haiyue told that to himself . However, seeing her face, he still felt heartbroken . She walked over and saw his wrapped arm . She bowed to him deeply and said, “I’m sorry . You got hurt because of me . “

He put a hand on her arm and said, “I said that I would have saved anyone . Under those circumstances, I don’t think any man would walk away . Moreover, I’m in the Army . “

“I know . “

“Well then, a man in the military should always be ready to help . If I did nothing, that would a shame to my identity,” Rong Haiyue said triumphantly . However, he suddenly found he was using the tone with which he talked to his daughter .

Su Qianci wanted to smile, but her eyes became wet . “Thank you, thank you so much . “

“Silly girl…” he chuckled, but he clenched his fists under the blanket .

She was exactly the same way as Rong Xuan when she was young . Candid, kind, and straightforward .

Such a great kid . However, why is she Song Yifan’s daughter?

Feeling disappointed, Rong Haiyue looked at her and pretended to be casual . “Did your dad come and visit?”

“He’s in London . I don’t think my husband has told him yet . “

“Business trip?”

“For a concert . “

“Oh… That’s great . Mr . Song is a wonderful musician . My neighbor’s kid is a big fan of his . “

Su Qianci smiled, her eyes radiant with the light . “I’m also a big fan . My dad is the best . “

“Right . ” Rong Haiyue looked down, trying to hide his disappointment .

“Mr . Rong, can I have your contact information?”

He was surprised but immediately agreed . He looked for a piece of paper everywhere but could not find any . Feeling a bit awkward, Rong Haiyue said, “Give me your number, and I’ll call you . “

Su Qianci told him Li Sicheng’s number and quickly added, “This is my husband’s number . My phone is lost, and I will get a new SIM card soon . “

“Sure . Could you tell me your number as well?”

She told him her number and checked the time . It was about 10 PM . “It’s too late . I’ll go back now . Good night, Mr . Rong . “

“Night . Sleep tight . “

She nodded gratefully and walked out, closing the door behind her . When she went back to her room, Li Sicheng was sitting on the bed holding his phone . His eyes were groggy . Seeing Su Qianci coming back, he asked, “You went to see Rong Haiyue?”