He had always kept himself on a tight leash never allowing himself to lose his composure. However, somewhere along the way, he had picked up the habit of smoking. Smoking was the only thing that seemed to fill a void within him.
As his mind kept replaying the memory of Xu Weilai's pale complexion and red eyes, a mixed feeling of defeat and self-disdain manifested in his expression.
After a single cigarette, he reached for his phone and dialed his assistant. After hanging up the call, he restarted the ignition and drove off.
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Mr. Gu Sr. had met up with his friends for a round of golf, and was in high spirits after having gotten some exercise. However, a call from Gu Yu's assistant dampened his mood. He couldn't help but sigh and decided to return home early.
As Lin drove the car into the front porch, he saw a black car parked out front. Surprised, he turned to Mr. Gu Sr., who was seated in the back. He asked, "Sir, isn't that Young Master's car?"
