He seemed to suddenly realize something before he could finish what he was saying. His pupils shrank as he immediately said, "It's for me."
He placed his chopsticks down on the table, walked to Auntie Li and took the express delivery from her. "I'll take a look at it."
Then he headed upstairs.
Qiao Lian dropped her gaze as she watched his figure disappear upstairs.
What was wrong with Shen Liangchuan?
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Holding the express delivery, he walked upstairs.
He went into the study and opened the mail using a pair of scissors. From within the envelope, he drew out a card.
On the card, there were the same words: [Chuan Zi, how are you?]
Chuan Zi.
It was him again.
Soul Fighter.
Shen Liangchuan squeezed his eyes shut in pain.
The anxiety he felt in his heart brought with it a growing sense of suspense that made him want to explode.
Three days without sleep would be a torture for anyone.