At this moment, whether it's Huang Yourong stumbling down the street, filled with anxiety, chain-smoking, surrounded by a cloud of despair, the father and son of the Chang Family, sitting dazed in the study, murmuring to an old photograph, Mu Chongyi, or tossing and turning in bed, Mu Lingshan, or the three generations at the core of the Liang Family…
In this city shrouded in darkness, even as the night grows deeper, they are destined to be sleepless.
However, the instigator of all this is lying on the big bed in a hotel, sound asleep.
Chu Ge slept all the way until past ten in the morning the next day, only then lazily yawning and getting up.
Even with his physical fitness, he felt a bit of back pain upon getting up. From morning till night yesterday, whether he was tormenting others or being tormented by them, he was indeed a bit exhausted.
