Chapter 95 - 97 [97] Alone with Mr. Liang in a Room 5
Liang Shaochen’s movements stiffened.
"So that’s how it is." He looked at her, his eyes darkened instantly, and a trace of disappointment seemed to pass.
"Yes."
"I rarely read novels, so... of course, I wouldn’t know." He cleverly used her answer to avoid her question.
Xia Xiaonuan felt a sharp pain in her heart.
Liang Shaochen suddenly asked, "May I smoke?"
Xia Xiaonuan was stunned, then nodded, "Of course..."
Liang Shaochen took out a cigarette and flicked the lighter several times, but it was clear his hand was trembling, failing to light it.
Finally, he managed to light it, and smoke rings started to emerge, like a haze.
He stood up in that hazy smoke.
"I’ll go back." He looked at her, feeling chaotic inside, but maintained a polite smile on the surface.
Xia Xiaonuan also tried hard to smile, "Thank you for chatting with me... And, could you not tell Nangong Yaoling about our meeting?"
Liang Shaochen froze for a moment.
A few seconds later, he said, "Okay."
"Good night."
"Good night..."
After seeing Liang Shaochen off, Xia Xiaonuan closed the door, her body slid down the door bit by bit.
Tears gushed out.
Nan Mo, it’s really you.
Nan Mo, I finally found you, and can finally talk to you face to face again.
But... why, why do I still feel we are separated by mountains and rivers?
This is the so-called trick of fate, isn’t it?
The air still held his scent.
The fresh aroma of green tea, the scent of tobacco.
Xia Xiaonuan took a deep breath, somewhat greedily, feeling as though he was still right beside her.
She walked to the sofa and picked up the can of drink he had sipped.
She placed it on her heart.
The cold touch could not cool her fiery heart.
I changed my appearance, but my heart, it forever beats for you.
But... what should I do?
...
Back in his room, Liang Shaochen swiftly dialed a number.
"Still no news of her?" he asked into the phone, his voice hoarse.
"I’m sorry... Sir..." a respectful voice hesitated on the other end, "Sir, you have been searching for many years, there’s still no news of Miss Qiqi, you..."
"Keep searching." His cold voice left no room for doubt.
"Yes." The other end did not dare say more and replied immediately.
After hanging up, Liang Shaochen slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
This lavish skyscraper offered a panoramic view of the city’s nightscape.
Now, he was the owner of this skyscraper, not only here but also many of the Liang Family’s European assets were under his control.
He possessed ultimate authority.
However, deep within, he never truly felt complete happiness.
There’s a kind of loneliness that, when separated from the person in your heart, becomes like a bottomless pit, growing deeper and deeper.
The void in his heart could never be filled.
"Nan Mo, don’t leave me! Don’t leave Qiqi..."
The girl chased the luxurious car, shouting hoarsely amid tears.
The boy sat inside the car, watching the shrinking figure behind him, tears covered his face.
"Qiqi... I will definitely return and find you! Qiqi... you must wait for me!" he shouted hoarsely at the small figure behind.