He fumbled for a cigarette and tried to light it, but his hands trembled so incessantly that he couldn't get the tip to ignite.
In agitation, he flung the lighter away and stood up with a stomp, running his fingers through his hair and pacing like a caged animal several times before he finally sat back down by the flowerbed. After a while, he went to the grass across the way to retrieve the lighter.
This time, he finally managed to light the cigarette!
He took a deep drag, and as the tobacco flavor invaded his mouth, Yan Zhongshan felt somewhat relieved. He tilted his head back, basking in the autumn morning sunlight, and slowly exhaled the smoke, his tempestuous mood subsiding slightly.
He should have paid attention to Ning Xue's background earlier, so he wouldn't have been foolish enough to bring Yan Qing to apologize and ended up drawing Ning Changchun's attention to her!
