He didn't want love; he only wanted power.
He wouldn't develop feelings for anyone; whoever was by his side made no difference.
Zhuang Ming, who was packing up the fishing gear, suddenly said, "Miss Shen has already left."
Zhou Luchen plucked a green leaf from the edge of the flowerbed, toying with it between his fingers. "Has Mr. Blaire's class ended?"
Zhuang Ming followed behind him and reported truthfully, "It hasn't. I asked Mr. Blaire. She left today. Her hotel booking was originally for seven days. Perhaps something came up; the decision was very sudden."
Zhou Luchen got into the waiting car without a word.
The two of them were speaking Chinese, which Joanna didn't understand.
Perhaps they wanted to talk without her overhearing.
Mr. Blaire's name carried significant weight in New York. Joanna recalled that Zhou Luchen had once asked Mr. Blaire to send someone to receive a female student.
