This realization hit him like a giant hammer, striking his head hard, causing stars to appear before his eyes.
Oh, what a move by Jing Haohao, playing such a splendid game, making a man like him who had never been defeated, lose this badly!
The man who had always been strong, almost godlike, felt his heart's softest place trampled upon, as though a thousand horses were galloping over it, leaving him barely able to stand.
He clenched his fists, forcing himself not to fall, staring at the couple before him. His elegant face had lost its color; biting hard on his teeth, he tried not to let his teeth chatter. After a while, he said, "You name your price for this house. I'll buy it."
Pause for a moment, Liang Chen stretched out his hand, asking the couple for a phone and typed in a number, "This is my assistant's contact information. Once you've made up your minds, call him."
...
He had no idea how he left Jing Haohao's apartment.
