At the same time...Next morning...Lu Qiang's room.
Lu Qiang woke up with a smile on his face. Rubbing his eyes, he looked at the photograph lying beside his pillow.
He picked it up and caressed Jiang Yuyan's in the photograph with his thumb, "Yuyan."
Getting out of the bed, Lu Qiang put that picture inside the bedside drawer and went to the gallery of his bedroom. It was an east-facing gallery as Lu Qiang liked the morning sunlight.
Standing in the mild sunlight, he closed his eyes and felt the light breeze passing by touching his body. After a very long time, he was feeling this much relaxed.
After getting ready in his office clothes, when he went downstairs for breakfast, his father Lu Jinhai called him.
"Lu Qiang! I was waiting for you."
Lu Jinhai was sitting on the sofa while reading a newspaper and was going through the news about his family and last night's event.
"Hmm!" Lu Qiang joined his father.
