Lu Chenyuan came back with lunch. He had changed his clothes since yesterday; exhausted and wan, yet his elegance was undeniable.
Tall and imposing, exuding an aura of nobility, he seemed to command attention wherever he went, as if he carried his own spotlight.
A young nurse brushed past him – glancing back three times in a single step – her cheeks flushed to the tips of her ears, like a doe in disarray.
Had she not seen the woman by his side, she might have been impulsive enough to ask for his contact information.
Chu Xiu's face was streaked with tears, her eyes red and swollen. Lin Yan maintained a cold expression, utterly unmoved.
Xu Bingfeng hung his head and clenched his fists, teeth gritted in a fierce manner.
Lu Chenyuan appeared in front of these three.
