A bright yet blurry face, looking at him with a mischievously narrowed gaze...
Lu Hualiang's heart suddenly throbbed, then fiercely tightened.
Just as he tried to make out the face, the vision disappeared.
However, the feeling of heartache was exceptionally clear.
With slightly furrowed brows, whose face had he just thought of?
He absentmindedly replayed Xia Weibao's song, but that feeling did not re-emerge.
As the end of work approached, Lu Hualiang, with a stoic face, downloaded the online music video onto his phone.
His expression grew colder, a surge of emotions churning in his chest. He saw the astonishing number of downloads and a bunch of comments coveting his wife's beauty below.
Suddenly, he felt like hacking Allure's drama crew's official Weibo...
When Xia Weibao arrived home, Lu Hualiang was already there.
He was sitting on the living room sofa with his phone.
