Lu Fengjin was so overwrought he wanted to tear the heavens and earth apart. Yet the woman standing before him—the one he could never seem to hold onto—looked so utterly serene, as if nothing in the world could disturb her calm.
He hated it. He hated it so intensely. Why could she still be so terribly calm?
"Is it possible that I truly mean absolutely nothing to you now?" At the very last, Lu Fengjin did not know if what he felt was agitation, despair, or sheer rage.
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