บท 327: New Problems Complicating An Issue

True enough… I met her while I was drunk and… Yan Rusheng didn't answer Ming Ansheng's query and rudely hung up the call.

He swung his chair around to face the windows. With one arm on the armrest, he propped up his forehead with two fingers and looked ahead at the clear and boundless skies, frowning while deep in thoughts.

Ah Sheng, it hurts…

Suddenly, that pitiful voice sounded in his ears and gripped his heart. Images of someone lying beside him that fateful morning flashed across his mind… the woman covered with hickeys on her body.

His malicious eyes turned increasingly serene and distant.

Fang Jiayin, three years ago, you left willfully without a word.

But now, you returned so conspicuously. Just what are you up to?