The night was stifling and suffocating, and what seemed a deep conversation that could unravel the deepest knots hidden in their hearts had, come this moment, come to an abrupt halt.
At least, that's how Bei Lingfeng felt.
However, across from him, Hua Yunliang's emotions were still in turmoil.
The ancients often said, "The tree desires calm, but the wind will not cease," and the more one seeks peace in the heart, the more relentless storms seem to strike. They also said, "A leaky house is met with continuous rain," but people always hold on to a hope against odds, thinking that having already faced such misfortune, it must be time for things to turn around!
That was exactly what Hua Yunliang was thinking now.
After putting away his phone, he swallowed hard and then said to Bei Lingfeng, "Right now, I'm handling your matter and don't want to be disturbed by external forces. Go on, what are your plans next?"
