Lu Beichen finally managed to coax his son to sleep, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette, quietly smoking.
The expression of that little woman avoiding him was still in his mind!
He had always been afraid to speak his mind, scared of this outcome, and yet, was this the final result?
He glanced into Lu Sinian's room, so now should he really only let her look at the child, look at the years he's raised the child alone, and forgive him?
Lu Beichen had never been so uncertain in his life, until he met her!
From the entrance came the sound of opening doors, then a bang as the door was pushed against the wall and bounced back shut.
Lu Beichen was startled, got up and walked over, even more shocked, as the little woman was still wearing the outfit from the banquet, her exposed skin frozen blue, with blood on her forehead, stark against her fair face.
