Leng Youchen held a cigarette in his mouth, took out a set of spare keys from the desk drawer, walked out of the study, and came to the master bedroom door, trying each key from the spare set one by one.
Amidst the swirling smoke, a devilish rogue aura added to the man's handsome features; with a crisp "click", the door lock opened. Leng Youchen pushed the door open and entered, the room's curtains drawn, with only two bedside wall lamps lit, casting a warm yellow glow.
He locked the door behind him, walked quietly to the bed, and looked down at the woman lying on her side, his heart going soft.
He should have realized earlier. How could someone as kind as her be Wei Anjing, that venomous woman?
Wei Anjing had swapped her with someone else, sending her to his side; maybe it was the most correct thing she had ever done in her life. He couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, grateful that the person he'd fallen in love with was her.
