For example, getting her phone number, home address, preferences, and so on.
All of that took time.
He had even spent a fortune hiring international detectives, while personally spending time and effort investigating as well;
In other words.
The sunk costs he had invested were quite high.
Yet he had gained nothing.
How could that not break his heart?
If he had obtained even a little, he wouldn't have ended up like this. The results were simply too bleak for him to accept.
Especially with Ding Ling as a comparison.
It only made him look even more useless!
As a man, he had his pride too.
But it was obvious that Ding Ling had crushed his pride with ease.
Ding Ling hadn't even laid a hand on him, yet he had collapsed all on his own.
If Ding Ling was born, why was I born too, Jin Yuzhen?!
Heavenly Being, why are you so partial to Ding Ling?!
It's unfair, so unfair!!
The more he learned about Ding Ling,
the more desperate Jin Yuzhen became.
This fellow clearly looked very young, even younger than him, yet he was practically cheating.
Painting, calligraphy, music, finance, human resources... he had reached a wondrous, flawless, and impeccable level in every field.
Jin Yuzhen knew all this because the international detectives had told him.
They had even provided evidence.
Using special methods, the international detectives had taken quite a few photos of Ding Ling's works and sent them to him.
For example, Ding Ling's musical compositions.
He had been fortunate enough to hear them.
At the time, he had been completely stunned, thinking Ding Ling a Heavenly Being. Even the international detectives had personally told him, "Ding Ling is a true great musician who has been buried by the world! If he ever emerges,