Imperial City's Tianchi Shark Bar.
Under the dazzling retro crystal chandelier, Lu Jihan held a wine glass, lounging boldly on the sofa trimmed with mink fur.
His other hand rested on the sofa's armrest, tapping lightly and rhythmically.
This was his habitual gesture of impatience.
On his captivatingly handsome face, his thick eyebrows were tightly knitted.
The black shirt at his neckline had three buttons undone, making him look both roguish and lazily indifferent.
And his deep, dreamy eyes, glinted with a hint of menace, were fixed on the red liquid in the wine glass.
Inside the translucent glass, reflections replayed the scene of seeing Song Yinyin and Lu Jinyan chatting and laughing together...
A wave of agitation surged in his heart, and his large hand, tapping the sofa's armrest, clenched tightly.
At this moment, he resembled a highly aggressive wild wolf, ready to devour someone at any time.
