The sunset cast hues of orange and red through the glass, bathing the tall and elegant man in a cold shadow on the marble floor, creating a stark visual contrast.
Jiang Wanze walked in, his fists clenched and trembling slightly, lowering his head, "Big brother."
Bo Tingshen turned around, placing the delicate Little Strawberry brooch he had been examining back into the gift box.
"Why are you here?"
"I, I..." He bit his teeth tightly, as if it was extremely difficult to speak those words, "I have something to ask of you."
"Please, please spare Luo Yuwei."
After he spoke, the man who had just put away the gift box seemed to notice him, slightly raising his gaze, but Jiang Wanze dared not meet those eyes.
He could imagine what kind of look that must be.
"You know everything?"
"I know, but..."
As he spoke, his body involuntarily trembled, and then, as if finally unable to support himself or as if he had made a resolute decision, he collapsed heavily onto his knees.
