HER WOUND, HIS PAIN

Lu Sheng exited the lift and strode straight to him car which was parked on the other side of the road. As he opened the back seat door and carefully put Qin Yue in a screech thundered in his ears. An Audi car which drove like crazy came to the halt. The back doors were the first to open and two men exited complaining amongst themselves, "Damn, don't ever let the Chief take hold of the wheel again." Lu Sheng stood as a stone and had his focus on the driver seat; it seemed that this guy was the only one who had not changed at bit in these years. Soon, the door flung and a bold figure came to sight; he had his hair neatly done with gel and a pair of dark shades protected his sharp gaze, this guy had this weird passion for goggles that he won't remove them even in night. The wind blew and rustled his fancy coat as he swept his palm through his hair and removed his glasses; not only did he give zero vibes of a policeman but he looked more like a 'bad boy' male lead form a manhua. <