The bedroom was filled with such quietness that even the sounds from outside could be heard, and Lu Jingchen lay on the bed without any reaction, not even a slight movement.
Unsure of the time in the middle of the night, it slowly began to snow in An City, with snowflakes drifting from the sky. In just a few hours, the bedroom balcony was already covered with white snow.
The next morning, the man had already walked out of the bedroom, dressed in a suit with a black coat over it, and his face was expressionless, even radiating a chilling air that deterred anyone from approaching.
Because Chen Ma knew that Lu Jingchen got up very early every day, and this had been his routine ever since his wife left.
Therefore, she would always get up an hour earlier than before just to prepare breakfast, ensuring that the gentleman could have something to eat before leaving.
Although over the past half-year, the number of times the gentleman had breakfast at home could be counted on one hand.
