His grip on the steering wheel grew tighter and tighter, his chest beginning to heave uncontrollably.
Always appearing supremely confident and assertive in all matters, the only exception was Jing Haohao, she was the one thing in which he never held any confidence.
What he feared was not Shen Liangnian as an individual, but the bright youthful years he shared with Jing Haohao in the past decade.
Shen Liangnian was like a thorn in his heart. Any current relationship he had with Jing Haohao, no matter how small and insignificant, could evoke the deepest pain in his heart.
He always thought himself incredibly in love, so much in love with Jing Haohao that he could accept anything from her. But he found out that he was deeply bothered by Shen Liangnian's constant presence in Jing Haohao's world.
In the deepest part of the night...it's as late as three in the morning. What could Shen Liangnian possibly want with Jing Haohao? A single man and a single woman, alone in skin contact...
