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Chapter 347 - 347 348 He Loves Her (2)_1
Chapter 347 - 347 348 He Loves Her (2)_1
?Chapter 347: Chapter 348 He Loves Her (2)_1 Chapter 347: Chapter 348 He Loves Her (2)_1 Only then did Liang Chen come back to his senses and gave a nod to Nanny Lin. He turned again to look at Jing Haohao for a while, before finally leaving the bedroom.
Only after he closed the door did Liang Chen unclench his fist to reveal the slightly deformed pill bottle, a wave of panic washing over him once more.
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Liang Chen skipped breakfast. He left the villa in his car immediately after descending the stairs.
He had no idea where to go. He aimlessly drove around, wandering aimlessly. It wasn’t until noon that he haphazardly parked beside the road.
The inside of the car was silent. Liang Chen turned his head and saw the contraceptive pills that he had casually put on the passenger seat. His heart started racing again, completely unable to calm down.
He raised his hand to his chest, trying to soothe his heart, but found he could barely muster any strength at all.
He never dreamed that he would one day be so profoundly affected by a woman.
Liang Chen sat in the car for a long time when his phone suddenly rang. He picked it up, saw that it was Cong Rong, and answered without hesitation.
“Ah Chen, where are you? Are you free to have dinner together later?”
Liang Chen checked the time and found out that it was already five o’clock in the afternoon: “Where?”
“Suzhou Garden? I heard they recently hired a new head chef who’s excellent at cooking dishes from Zhejiang.”
Liang Chen hung up the phone, took a deep breath, shifted gears with practiced ease, and started driving towards the Suzhou Garden.
The private room at Suzhou Garden was especially charming, decorated in a soft style of the regions south of the Yangtze River, with a delicate chandelier casting a dim light.
Liang Chen hadn’t eaten anything all day, and despite the dish-laden table, he had no appetite. He continually lifted his cup to drink. Cong Rong, sitting opposite, looked at Liang Chen for a while by the dim light, then beamed and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you in a bad mood?”
Liang Chen lifted his eyes to glance at Cong Rong, then continued to pour himself a drink, taking a sip.
“Who upset you? It couldn’t be Jing Haohao, could it?”
Liang Chen’s hand, which was holding the wine glass, paused slightly.
Seeing this, Cong Rong was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter. “Did I guess it right? Do you also have those days when a woman can upset you?”
Hearing Cong Rong’s gloating tone, Liang Chen felt even more depressed. He put down his wine glass, stood up, and prepared to leave.
Cong Rong quickly extended his hand to hold Liang Chen back, put away his teasing smile, and said, “Alright, alright, if you don’t want to talk about it, then it’s fine.”
Only then did a sullen Liang Chen sit back down, raising his glass and sighing heavily with two gulps of wine. He couldn’t help but raise his head, looking at Cong Rong, “I’ve been good to her, too. Why doesn’t she appreciate my feelings?”