Chapter_twenty seven

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Sean lifted the cup where only the last few drops were left

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Sean lifted the cup where only the last few drops were left. Shaking its contents for a moment while displaying a smile.

"He said it," he drained the rest of the liquid after saying.

"That means he trusts you."

"I am not sure. I feel that there are many other secrets that he is hiding."

Huang Jingyu caught the disappointment in Sean's voice. He only looked concerned when the sweet man put down the cup and held the back of his neck. His breath accompanied his words.

"Everyone has a secret. That was already the law of humans in this world. Not only friend, even our fellow brother and sister can never know what is hidden in their hearts."

He took a sip of coffee from a cup, glanced at the park across the street which was packed with people. Even though the weather is gray with cloudy skies, it doesn't prevent the activity from repeating itself. Even just relaxing in the garden is still something more meaningful than cooping yourself up at home.

Huang Jingyu's words were indeed very precise, but at that moment Sean was struggling with his head throbbing more and more. He started to feel nauseous in his stomach. His face paled with a more sad look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Huang Jingyu finally took the initiative to bring the sweet man home. Even though he knew that Sean had a close relationship with police officer Zhang, at this time it was impossible to trouble an officer who could be busy with work. He also knew Sean didn't have many friends in the city, while now he was in sight.

"You're getting pale, I'll take you home," he hurriedly finished his coffee.

"I'm going home myself," Sean evaded.

"I won't let you take the risk. Driving in such circumstances will make you lose focus. Come on!"

"My car?"

"Fu Zi will take him." Jingyu came closer and held the shoulder of Sean who got up slowly.

The sweet man tried to stand up straight, took the key from his pocket and reached for the cellphone that was lying down.

The bodyguard named Fu Zi received the car keys then explained to the cafe manager who nodded in understanding. He rushed to catch up with his employer and gave him the keys to the black BMW he always carried.

Knowing where Sean lived, Huang Jingyu let the sweet man close his eyes on the way. After spending forty minutes traveling, he was now holding Sean's shoulder again walking into the apartment building.

"Thanks," Sean plopped down on the couch after arriving at his unit.

"Should I get some medicine?"

"No, I just need to sleep," Sean muttered.

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