C397 Homologous Connection

Lu Nancheng didn't sleep in the bedroom at night and stayed in the guest room. Although Soong Jin occupied the bedroom by herself, she didn't get much sleep. Her face was buried in the pillow, and the smell of him was everywhere.

Old Auntie's heart was more riddled with holes than she had imagined. Waves of excruciating pain assaulted her, as if she was suffering from a terminal illness