C8 Snatch the Grumpy Big Guy's Girlfriend(8)

With the help of No. 888, Jiang Yan successfully entered Luo Chen's house.

What made Jiang Yan surprised was that Luo Chen's home was very small and old, it completely didn't fit his honorable status as a underworld boss.

However, the cleaning was quite clean and the things were arranged neatly, which didn't seem like Luo Chen's style.

Jiang Yan walked around the room and saw a lot of photos of Luo Chen and a woman.

Although time and life left cruel marks on that woman's face, one could still tell that she was very beautiful and had some similarities with Luo Chen.

At that time, Luo Chen was not like now, with a cold and stinky face all day.

It was sunny when he smiled, and his eyes were bright.

No matter who looked at it, they couldn't associate this refreshing youth with the famous mafia lord, Luo Chen.

Thinking of something, Jiang Yan sighed. "This should be the home of Luo Xueyi and Luo Chen, right?"

888: Yes. Luo Chen's father had both power and influence. Luo Xueyi had been kicked out of the house with only a little bit of money on her. She had no money to buy a house and could only rent it. A single rent was equivalent to more than ten years. After Luo Xueyi's death, Luo Chen managed to accumulate some savings through his hard work and bought the house.]

Jiang Yan sighed a few times and began to carry out the plan.

After he was done, he laid on the sofa in the living room and played games while waiting for Luo Chen.

Two o'clock.

Six o'clock.

Ten o'clock.

Luo Chen didn't come back until around 11 PM.

Jiang Yan was so sleepy that he couldn't hold his phone anymore. Thus, he just hugged it and fell asleep on the sofa.

Just when he dreamt that he was being forcefully kissed by a group of men and was struggling in fear, the electronic voice in his mind suddenly rang out.

[Number 888: Host, Luo Chen is back!]

Jiang Yan woke up with a start, but he still closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Accompanying the creaking sound of the door opening, a strong smell of alcohol wafted into his nose.

… ….

Since Luo Xueyi's death, Luo Chen never had a birthday.

Because in this world, no one would remember his birthday.

Therefore, Luo Chen would run out to drink on his birthday. He drank until the sky turned dark and his stomach started to ache before he stopped drinking.

Drink … He might as well drink himself to death and see his mother.

On this year's birthday, Luo Chen found a bar to drink as usual. When it was past eleven o'clock, he stood up shakily.

When he came downstairs and saw the window that never lit up again, even though his body was warm from the alcohol, Luo Chen's heart was cold.

No one would wait for him to come home.

Luo Chen's throat was choked with sobs. He wiped away the tears at the corner of his eyes in the darkness and shakily walked upstairs.

The instant he switched on the light, he was stunned.

The originally deserted living room was now filled with colorful ribbons and balloons. The red banner read: "Happy 25th birthday to my friend Luo Chen." The handwriting was crooked, as if it had just been written by a child who had just learned how to write.

On the table was a large birthday cake filled with his favorite pieces of fruit and twenty-five unlit candles.

Luo Chen was stunned for a long time.

Then, he quietly walked to the sofa and looked at the person sleeping inside.

Jiang Yan fell asleep in an uncomfortable position with his cellphone that was already out of battery in his arms.

He lightly frowned, not knowing what he was dreaming of. His mouth pouted, and he looked extremely unhappy.

Just when Luo Chen reached out his hand to smooth the frown of the people in front of him, Jiang Yan suddenly said something in his sleep.

"Luo Chen …"

Luo Chen's hands trembled.

He stared at Jiang Yan for a long time before suddenly getting up and leaving a light kiss on his trembling long eyelashes.