But, it was only for an instant.
The woman in his heart had long been imprinted on his soul, etched into his marrow.
She was utterly irreplaceable.
Si Chen pulled the cigarette to the corner of his mouth, dressed, snapped off the light, and prepared to leave. He didn't even realize his movements had become much more cautious.
However, just as he closed the door, his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and his handsome brows slightly knitted together.
Without much thought, he pressed the answer button, and the voice on the other end came through, "Young Master Si, do you have time to meet? I'm ready to make good on the promise I made to you."
Si Chen was startled, an almost uncontrollable surge of elation gripped his heart, making his voice hoarse, "Where?"
"How about I wait for you at 1941 bar? Being in your territory shows more sincerity, don't you think?" The other person laughed openly.
