The Forgotten Tattoo (5)

Ji Chen was very swift. After two minutes, he ran out of the shop and approached the car. He lowered his head politely and stole a glance at him at the same time. Anguish flashed across his eyes. He stuttered, "S-Sir…"

Si Zhengting's gaze darkened inside the car. "Speak."

"Yes. M-Madam… had the tattoo on her waist removed."

That brief remark felt like a heavy hammer that shattered his heart.

The tattoo on her waist…

That was symbolic of his family, as well as of his woman. It was unique.

He had never told her that ever since he had that tattooed on her, he had decided that she was the only woman for him for the rest of his life.

But now…

She removed it… She removed it.

Si Zhengting looked down. Suddenly, everything became pitch black and he fainted.

"Sir! Sir!" Ji Chen shouted in shock. He opened the car door immediately and held him up. As soon as he touched him, he sensed that his hand was warm.