Two years ago, Lu Xiaoyou and Feng Zheyu went to M Country.
He didn't chase after them.
He knew Lu Xiaoyou wanted to leave alone; she deliberately misunderstood him, blamed him, and shrugged him off, just to keep him from following her to M Country.
That night, Long Xiliang stood on the street opposite the hotel all night.
A whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket was smoked to the end.
He knew perfectly well that Lu Xiaoyou saw him standing across the street from the hotel, and he believed that although he couldn't see her, she was there, standing behind the floor-to-ceiling window of the presidential suite on the top floor.
He had countless times wanted to burst into the hotel and drag her out.
He even directly thought about blowing up Feng Zheyu's hotel, regardless of Lu Xiaoyou's safety.
He was accustomed to arrogance in Beijing and was a man who wouldn't even care about his own body and life.
However, even as countless terrifying thoughts surged within him.
