In the study for more than two hours, Chi Jingming's mind remained blank, not knowing what he had been thinking about.
When the servant came knocking, saying that lunch was ready, Chi Jingming, with bloodshot eyes, roared at them and drove them away.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but he heard a faint sound from the villa door downstairs, and then the entire villa fell into dead silence.
Chi Jingming couldn't believe that Chi Jingxuan actually did such a thing.
No, he should have anticipated this long ago.
Chi Jingxuan hated him and hated Wang Lin. Perhaps he had been waiting for this day all along?
But he was so stupid to let it happen.
He was indeed foolish.
With regret and bitterness, Chi Jingming held his phone, momentarily lost, unsure of what to do.
After a long while, Chi Jingming dialed Chi Jingxuan's number.
When Chi Jingxuan's icy and merciless voice came through the phone, Chi Jingming snapped back to reality, yet he had no idea what to say.
