Jiang Muzhou had been sitting by the seaside for an entire day.
From the first ray of sunshine touching the earth, to the deepening night.
All around him, countless beer cans and cigarette butts were scattered, and the usually handso and dashing Young Master Jiang looked as worn out as a vagabond.
Upon hearing Lin Chu’s words, he stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, and slowly stood up, "Are you at ho? Should I pick you up or will you co by yourself?"
Lin Chu placed the cup on the table and turned to go upstairs.
"Give the address, I’ll co by myself."
She was still in her pajamas; after changing clothes, she was ready to go out, only taking her car keys and phone.
The servant saw Lin Chu heading straight to the hallway to change her shoes and asked cautiously, "Ma’am, sir said you should rest more because you’re not feeling well, and it’s very cold outside tonight. Are you going out?"
Lin Chu responded blandly, "Mm."
The servant walked over, frowning slightly, as if she was in a dilemma, "But sir said..."
"Bang!"
The clean and crisp sound of the door closing cut off the rest of her words.
She didn’t know what happened, but since this morning, Ma’am’s deanor seed to have changed abruptly.
Previously lively and cheerful, she never spoke coldly, but today she was radiating indifference, as if even saying a word more was botherso.
Especially when she ntioned Mr. Lu, that subtle distance would silently intensify.
The servant dared not speculate wildly and quickly dialed Lu Huai’an’s number, "Mr. Lu, Ma’am has left, I couldn’t stop her."
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When Lin Chu found Jiang Muzhou, he was sitting in front of a stall on the busiest snack street by the sea, with a table full of dishes ordered.
n from wealthy families often carry a sense of nobility; even if he’s just sitting there doing nothing, he stands apart from the surrounding playful students or n and won living on the fringes of society.
Lin Chu stood for as long as he drank alone.
He slightly lowered his head, with a curve of detachnt and alienation on his profile, no longer the vibrant figure he once was.
All the drinks on the table were empty. Lin Chu asked the owner to bring another dozen, then sat across from Jiang Muzhou, "I haven’t even arrived, yet you’re already drunk. Is it because you don’t want to hear nag?"
Jiang Muzhou smiled faintly, his empty hand pressed against his temple, his voice hoarse and muddled, "Very frustrated, without a bit of liquor, a ss of random thoughts would pop into my head, making it ache."
No matter how lively it is around, a person feels no warmth when they’re lonely.
Lin Chu poured herself a drink. Her stomach was still empty, and the cold alcohol down her throat made her more awake instead.
"What’s bothering you?"
The day Jiang Yichen left An City, Qiao An also disappeared from the lens.
She had quite a few fans, but she gave no explanation and no one knew where she went.
Jiang Yichen spent the whole day in a state of awakening and drunkenness, and even if he drank himself to death, no trace of change could be seen on his face.
There was a mocking and dazed smile on his lips, "Boss Jiang’s good days are probably coming to an end, it’s only a matter of ti, nothing surprising really."
Boss Jiang was his biological father, but his tone was like speaking of a completely unrelated stranger, without a trace of fluctuation.
Lin Chu paused while picking up so food, her gaze at Jiang Muzhou filled with disbelief.
More than one person had said that families like Jiang’s who mix with the underworld wouldn’t be allowed much freedom by the governnt; once they have evidence, they’d be taken down in one sweep.
Her lips moved, but she couldn’t find a single word of comfort to say because it would be useless.
"Zhouzhou..."
Not a piece of news has co out.
From the drive from the Riverfront Apartnt until he opened his mouth, Lin Chu thought his trouble was because of the vanished Qiao An.
Jiang Muzhou laughed indifferently twice, "The day you find out will be when the story of An City’s legendary figure being captured hits the newspapers."
He seed unwilling to elaborate, so after drinking half a glass of beer, he naturally changed the subject, "That wretched look of yours, have you been bullied by Lu Huai’an?"
Jiang Muzhou knew all of Lin Chu’s secrets.
She calmly recounted the events of the day in brief, and just like Jiang Muzhou, once she finished speaking, she was done with it.
Resting her chin on her hand, she idly stirred the food on her plate.
She murmured, "My dad’s company is getting worse by the day, and since Wanwan went abroad, she hasn’t co back. Brother Ji Huan’s case may have a verdict after the New Year, and even the Jiang Family isn’t peaceful. Zhouzhou, how did we end up like this?"
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