Qiao Yanrou politely asked her, “Sister Ni, are there any empty beds here?” If there really weren’t any, she might have to trouble Bai Xiaoyan to take her in.

Sister Ni’s eyes widened visibly: “You… what do you need an empty bed for?”

“I need a bed to rest,” she said.

Sister Ni was incredulous, reaching out to pull her into the room, the door closing tightly.

“Were you kicked out by Boss Shen?” She absolutely didn’t believe that Shen Luohan would be willing to treat Qiao Yanrou like this. Every time Boss Shen saw Yanrou, his eyes wouldn’t leave her.

Qiao Yanrou gently shook her head: “I took the initiative to move out.”

Sister Ni was stunned by this sudden information, and it took her a while to remember the gossip circulating in the base recently, saying that Boss Shen often visited Zhang Keqing, who was recovering from her injuries, doing things like peeling apples for her and chatting with her.

It seemed to have affected the relationship between Boss Shen and Qiao Yanrou.

“Yanrou, Sister Ni knows you’re feeling wronged, but you’re only at the initial stage of your abilities. It’s hard to find a man like Boss Shen. Don’t let him go easily,” Sister Ni advised her.

“I’ve already decided,” Qiao Yanrou rarely lost her temper, but once she made a decision, ten oxen couldn’t pull her back.

“Listen to me, Boss Shen definitely doesn’t mean that to Zhang Keqing. Every time you appear, doesn’t Boss Shen keep his eyes on you? But I see Boss Shen rarely looks at Zhang Keqing.” Love and dislike can be seen from the eyes.

“Don’t act impulsively. In this apocalyptic world, having a good home is more important than anything else, especially since Boss Shen likes you so much.”

Sister Ni painstakingly persuaded her that there was no need to give up this rare relationship because of Zhang Keqing.

In the face of her persuasion, Qiao Yanrou didn’t respond, but quietly looked at Sister Ni, clearly not swayed by her words.

Seeing her silence, Sister Ni was very helpless. She hadn’t expected that Qiao Yanrou, with her gentle personality, had such a strong will.

She sighed, opened a drawer, and from a bunch of keys, took one and handed it to her.

“The last room on the third floor is empty. You can stay there for now,” Sister Ni said.

Although Qiao Yanrou unilaterally wanted to end her relationship with Boss Shen, Sister Ni didn’t dare to neglect her.

Qiao Yanrou took the key: “Thank you, Sister Ni. I’ll move over later.” After saying that, she ignored Sister Ni’s completely dumbfounded expression and left her room.

In the lobby on the first floor of the base, Zhang Keqing and other ability users were chatting and laughing, occasionally talking to Shen Luohan, their tone full of coquettishness.

Shen Luohan rarely responded to Zhang Keqing, frowning, his handsome face somewhat gloomy.

Ji Yuanchen leaned back in his chair, his fingers lightly tapping on the table. He listened to Zhang Keqing’s coquettish talk to Shen Luohan, and the teasing words of the surrounding ability users, all of them trying to match Shen Luohan and Zhang Keqing, seemingly completely forgetting that Shen Luohan had another girlfriend.

A subtle sound came from the door. He looked over, his tall and lazy posture pausing.

Qiao Yanrou walked into the lobby on the first floor, and the cheerful laughter in the lobby instantly quieted down, as if her appearance was very unwelcome.

The slender figure walked straight to the second floor, without pausing for a second.

Shen Luohan watched her go upstairs, his eyes extremely deep. After a long time, he followed upstairs.

In a suite on the second floor, Qiao Yanrou didn’t have much clothing. She calmly folded her clothes and put them into a luggage bag.

After she packed her clothes and some daily necessities, she put the luggage bag in the living room, just waiting for Shen Luohan to come back.

In fact, seeing Shen Luohan peeling apples for Zhang Keqing and chatting with her, that scene made Qiao Yanrou completely understand that her role in the original story was the vicious female supporting character, and she couldn’t compete with the female lead, Zhang Keqing, especially since Shen Luohan was one of the male leads.

So Qiao Yanrou chose to quit. To avoid making things even more difficult for herself in the base, she waited until Zhang Keqing’s internal injuries were completely healed before breaking up with Shen Luohan, which was today.

She put the luggage bag next to the sofa and took a few sips of warm water from a cup.

The door to the suite opened, and Shen Luohan walked in. His sharp eyes swept over the luggage bag beside the sofa, his tall body stiffened, and then his whole body exuded low pressure.

Qiao Yanrou put the cup on the table and calmly said to him, “Luohan, let’s break up.”

Shen Luohan didn’t say anything, sitting down beside her.

The atmosphere in the living room was terribly heavy.

“Because of Zhang Keqing?” His voice was like ice-sealed frost, so cold it made people tremble.

Qiao Yanrou didn’t explain the reason: “We’re not suitable, let’s just part ways amicably.”

No matter what kind of feelings Shen Luohan had for Zhang Keqing, at present, this relationship was no longer what Qiao Yanrou wanted.

After she finished speaking, she stood up from the sofa and picked up the luggage bag beside her. When she reached the door, she found that the door wouldn’t open. She didn’t believe it, took out the key and turned it left and right, but couldn’t open it.

Qiao Yanrou turned around, Shen Luohan sitting on the sofa with his handsome face lowered, an unprecedented danger emanating from him. She was so frightened that she backed away, her back against the cold door, with nowhere to retreat…

She watched Shen Luohan slowly raise his eyes, his gaze towards her dark and terrifying.

“Shen… Shen Luohan…” Qiao Yanrou had never seen him like this before, and he had never shown this side of himself in front of her, the kind of pressure belonging to a high-level ability user about to reach the super-level.

Shen Luohan slowly stood up, his tall and straight figure and the pressure of a strong person made Qiao Yanrou, a low-level ability user leaning against the door, tremble.

“The day Zhang Keqing was injured, was that the day that made you decide?” His voice was unhurried but with a sense of urgency.

Qiao Yanrou saw him coming closer, the pressure of a strong person making her, a low-level ability user, instinctively feel panic.

She wanted to retreat, but her back kept hitting the hard door.

“Yes.” She didn’t deny it.

Shen Luohan approached her, reaching out to gently caress her face.

“No wonder you wouldn’t let me touch you since that day.”