About half a year later, he planned to leave.
This city was a temporary refuge for him, T city was his battlefield.
He still had many things to do, and he had to leave.
Yang Jing seemed to sense this, so one time when she came over to cook for him, she drugged the food.
It was that night they had a relationship.
Yang Jing might have thought that this would make him stay for her, but he still left.
Yang Jing cried, but crying was useless, his heart was neither here nor with Yang Jing.
The next time he heard news of Yang Jing was in his third year back in T city.
He had made some achievements in business and was somewhat well-known, so it wasn't hard for Yang Jing to find out about him.
Yang Jing sent him a letter, with only a photo inside—a photo of a little boy about two years old.
Just one look at the photo, and he knew it was his child.
Because the eyes, they were so, so similar.
On the back of the photo was a hotel room number, he knew Yang Jing had come to T city.
