Chapter Three Hundred Forty
Ling Feng waved his hand to signal the security guard to leave quickly. He rolled up the car window, resting his head on the steering wheel, his mind intermittently flashing back to these days spent trailing behind Ling Feng.
He had been silently following her these days, not daring to let her discover his presence, a self-mocking smile curling up at the corners of Lian Cheng's mouth.
"Ling Feng will be returning to the United Kingdom in three days. Who knows when she will come back this time," Zhuo Xiangqiao's words echoed in his ears.
A glint of light flashed in Lian Cheng's eyes as he clenched his teeth, opened the car door, and headed towards the upstairs.
Ling Feng approached the window, and with the help of the light, she could see the car still parked below. A touch of dimness surfaced in her eyes. She violently pulled the curtains shut and turned to walk towards the bedroom.
