One afternoon in April, Zhou Junfeng was lying on his recliner sipping tea while Qin Jingru knelt beside him, massaging his legs. It was a life of pure contentment.
Feeling so comfortable that he began to drift off, Zhou Junfeng was just about to close his eyes when Shazhu came rushing over.
The gate of the Zhou Family residence began to ring with a relentless, thundering knock. Sleep was out of the question now.
Chapter 32