His Warmth (3)

He looked just like how he had back when they had first met.

Although he had lost the love of his life and suffered from the endless pain, he was able to see that she had transformed into the person he had wanted her to be, and this was a positive thing. His happiness, though, was dulled by a piercing pain that had rooted in his chest. A dark, heavy look crept into Lu Bancheng's eyes, and he stared at Xu Wennuan for a moment until Little Peanut's giggles could be heard from the nearby playroom. Lu Bancheng gradually retracted his gaze and paced to the study, where he reached out his hand and knocked softly on the door.

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Lu Bancheng did not disturb Gu Yusheng. After entering the study, he went straight to the balcony. Ten minutes later, he heard the sound of chairs being dragged against the floor in the room behind him. Subsequently, he heard the sound of footsteps slowly approaching him and then the balcony's French doors pushed open.