Chapitre 189: The Misery Of Young Master Lu

When the call connected and Lu Yanchen heard the male voice on the other end, his heart seemed as though it had sunk into the deepest ice cave in the world. He did not have to guess to know with whom she was right now.

He tugged at that perfectly cut collar of his fiercely, causing two buttons to be ripped off his white shirt. Closing his eyes, he gripped his fist so hard that it was trembling—this was the only way he could contain the burning flames in his heart and keep himself from punching at the ground with every last bit of strength he had.

Her voice that drifted over from the other end of the call was so cautious, seemingly even hiding a trace of guilt.

What was she being cautious about? Guilty about? She was the one who knew best… Was it because she was going to be late? Or did she want to ask for leave? Or perhaps, she had something to hide?