A smile flickered across his lips. It was a bitter and cold smile. Perhaps Secretary Yu was right. She should find a suitor, so that he could formally divorce her and let her pursue the life she wanted.
Leng Yejin gritted his teeth. He did not understand why he had to concern himself with other people's business. But if he did not think about other things to distract himself, he was afraid that he might not make it through the pain. On every fifteenth day of the month in the Lunar calendar, every particle in his body would be stirring and rioting, as though each of them had taken a dose of stimulant. Gradually, his body would be weakened. In the end, he would lose the ability to protect himself.
Therefore, he must lock himself in here.
