Yan Qing Shan and Zi Jue were led to a private box. She headed inside first for Zi Jue was held up by a sudden phone call. The luxurious room was brightly lit up by a crystal chandelier, beneath it was a table made of teak with a glass finish atop it. The cushioned chairs gave an overall comforting ambience when paired with the floor to ceiling french windows. It made way for the wonderful view to be seen from the inside. The natural lighting added an even more homey glow.
However, what caught Yan Qing Shan's focus was the man leisurely sipping from a wine glass. The light-hearted look he was famous for was entirely absent in his face as he gazed pass the glass windows. Instead, solitude and an undeniable sadness clouded his fine facial features.
Lan Jing Er.
