Amulet
After the conservation ended, Zhao Xuan felt a sudden clarity wash over him. He noticed that Song Ling had been paying close attention to Gu Dai lately. Could it be that after being hurt by Miss Jiang Yue, he had come to appreciate the virtues of his ex-wife and had fallen for her again?
Unaware of the various speculations people had about him, Song Ling sat in his office, lost in his own thoughts. He was consumed by all that had happened since his divorce from Gu Dai, echoing the words Zhou Ci had just spoken.
The more he thought, the more agitated he became. Closing his eyes, he pressed his throbbing temples. It felt as though a raging fire was burning deep within him, urgently in need of a cooling breeze to quench it.
But what could that cooling breeze be?
His brow furrowed, the headache intensified, and his fingers massaged his temples with greater force.