Chapter 295 She Left With Her Suitcase

• Xie Bi’an stood in front of the French windows and continuously smoked cigarettes. The misty smoke encircled him and cast a shadow, making him seem sorrowful. His dark eyes were hazy and especially leaden.
• Slightly lowering his head, he took another puff of the cigarette...
• There was a stuffy feeling in his chest that made it difficult to bear! It was as if he had gagged on thick smoke, the sensation was hot and painful.