That night, it was the longest and most grueling night of Lu Jinnian’s life.
Nobody knew what kind of frame of mind he used to survive every second of every minute of that night.
Nor did anyone know, just how many glances he took at Xu Jiamu's mansion.
Furthermore, no one knew how many times the rim of his eyes had turned red.
That night, his heart was restless, it was bone-piercingly painful, hopelessly depressed... He'd sampled all sorts of emotions in one go.
If he could, he never wanted to relive the emotions he’d lived through that night.
It was only when the first ray of sunshine reached the horizon that he felt the exhaustion of that night. His footsteps staggered him back to his own mansion. Behind him, he left a ground full of cigarette butts.
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