His cold and elegant face gently pressed against hers.
He held her tightly, unwilling to let go.
Actually, coming here tonight felt like a mystical force was guiding him, as if whenever he was in a bad mood, he would think of her.
Before, when she was at home, every time he came, there would always be a wall lamp left on in the living room, and seeing that lamp would fill his heart with warmth.
But this time, when he came and saw the room shrouded in darkness, his heart sank with a gulp, the sense of loss... was quite evident.
When he went to the kitchen and saw the freshly cooked porridge and the bowls and chopsticks on the table, he knew she hadn't left, and his mood suddenly brightened.
Then later, he wanted to go out and look for her. Such a foolish idea, such a foolish thing, yet he wanted to do it!
Until finally, he saw her stepping out of another man's car...
And now, she was in his arms!
Suddenly, a surge of impulse rose in Chu Mucheng's heart.
