Bo Lin wasn't going to the Luchuan villa tonight.
Before they left UP, Shen Mo gave Hua Jian a new address.
It was an upscale residential complex newly developed in the Imperial Capital.
By coincidence, the complex was right across from Hua Jian's apartment. If he took the shortcut on foot instead of driving, he only had to cross one street.
The Imperial Capital's nightlife was just getting started, and the roads were crowded, so Hua Jian drove slowly.
At every traffic light, he turned to check the back seat.
Bo Lin seemed to be asleep, sitting quietly in the back.
The light turned green, and the car moved forward. Light from a streetlamp spilled into the car, landing right on Bo Lin's face.
His head shifted slightly, and he cast a lazy glance toward the front seat.
What was wrong with Hua Jian? Why was he so quiet, without a single inner thought?
Once they entered the garage at Lake Shore No. 1, Hua Jian parked, wondering how he was going to get Bo Lin upstairs.
"Mmph."
Bo Lin suddenly let out a muffled groan, and Hua Jian unfastened his seat belt.
Getting a grown man into an elevator while half supporting, half carrying him wasn't easy.
But Bo Lin was doing much better than the last time he'd been drunk. At least he could walk on his own.
On the seventeenth floor, Hua Jian took Bo Lin's hand and pressed his finger against the fingerprint reader. He let out a soft breath. They were finally home.
A few minutes later, Hua Jian laid him on the bed and immediately left.
There wasn't a sound in the quiet room. The man on the bed slowly sat up and looked toward the firmly closed door.
Imperial University had been