The bedroom was filled with silence, so quiet that one could hear sounds from outside. Lu Jingchen lay on the bed, without any reaction, not even moving.
It was unknown what time during the night, An City started to snow gently. Snowflakes fell from the sky, and in just a few hours, the balcony outside the bedroom was already covered in a layer of white snow.
Early the next morning, the man walked out of the bedroom wearing a suit, covered by a black trench coat. His face showed no expression, and he even emanated a cold aura that made people not dare to approach.
Aunt Chen knew that Lu Jingchen woke up very early every day, a habit that started after Madam left.
So, she woke up an hour earlier than usual to prepare breakfast, so the gentleman could eat before heading out.
Although in the past six months, the number of times the gentleman had breakfast at home could be counted on one hand.
