As they were driving thome, Qiao Lian turned to look at Shen Liangchuan.
He had been busy with work these days, so he appeared to have lost weight.
His chiseled features had become almost gaunt, and her heart ached when she noticed this.
She asked, "Have you been feeling tired?"
He raised an eyebrow and gave her a puzzled look, obviously waiting for her to explain what had brought her to that conclusion.
She continued, "I noticed you've lost weight, and you look exhausted."
He eyed her briefly and replied, "I'm okay."
She sighed. "It's all my fault…"
Shen Liangchuan had always been the sort of man who stood aloof the world's matters
He had been like that from their gaming days. He was like an elusive kungfu master who lived in recluse and stirred no trouble with anyone. However, if someone provoked him, he would surely beat them up and send them looking for their own teeth in the dust.