Lun Jun was still standing in front of her, maintaining that trained appearance of respectful politeness. "I'm afraid, madam, you'll have to discuss this with Mr. Lu yourself."
From the day Lu Huai'an forcibly trapped Lin Chu by his side, every time he touched her, the next day he would be awakened by the pain of a fruit knife plunged into his chest.
Lu Huai'an was sent to the hospital, and Lin Chu was sent to the detention center by Chairman Lu.
Not too long, not too short, every time it was two months. By the time Lin Chu came out of the detention center, his wound had almost healed.
Then he would touch her again, and she would inflict the same level of pain on him. Thrown into the detention center by Old Sir Lu, she would be brought back to that golden cage two months later.
And so the cycle repeated.
This was the third time Lun Jun had come here to deliver a message, which meant that altogether, Lin Chu had spent six months in the detention center.
From winter to summer.
