The bedroom lights were off, with pale moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling window, the light was very dim.
Though not pitch dark, it was still not enough to see one's features clearly.
Lu Huai'an did not make any excessive moves, he simply pulled Lin Chu into his embrace.
His thin lips pressed against her ear, voice hoarse and blurred, "Back in Su City, how did you recognize me so accurately, hmm?"
Whether five years ago or five years later, she could always recognize him.
The man's body, heavy with alcohol, weighed heavily on Lin Chu, making it hard for her to breathe.
The sleepiness completely evaporated, her muffled voice was so faint it carried no emotion.
"The smell of your heartless nature is impossible to conceal, I've lived this long, and truly haven't seen another like it."
In past years, her blindness wasn't in her eyes, but her heart.
That's why she only saw his good side.
