Out the window, bunches of Chinese roses were in bloom in the back garden of The Golden Lounge.
The window was open, so the evening breeze carried a faint scent of flowers in.
He Jichen started at the yellow roses without blinking for a long time until his eyes felt sore. Then he fluttered his eyelashes softly and withdrew his gaze. He shot a glance towards the restroom then turned and walked away.
After just two steps, He Jichen stopped. He wanted to turn back, but in the end, he didn't. A moment later, he raised his feet again.
He Jichen didn't head back to the private room but took the elevator down to the first floor of The Golden Lounge.
As he emerged from the elevator, the lobby manager of The Golden Lounge saw him and made his way over to him. "Mr. He, you're leaving?"
He Jichen glanced at the lobby manager but didn't reply. He walked out the front entrance with a sullen look on his face.
