Shen Jingyan closed the front door, tossing his backpack carelessly onto the entryway floor with a dull thud.
He walked straight to the fridge, pulled out a can of iced cola, and the condensation on the metal surface moistened his fingertips. Tilting his head back, he took a large gulp. The carbonated bubbles burst in his throat, yet they failed to quench the inexplicable irritation burning in his heart.
"What is wrong with me today?" he muttered, collapsing onto the sofa and staring up at the chandelier on the ceiling.
Chapter 31