Chapter 38 Internet Troubles

Looking at the drunken Tan Huairong, Song Yu suddenly felt a hint of... loneliness from him?

Not quite accurate.

But she had seen this feeling in He Anle before.

My thoughts were brought back to thirteen years ago, when the thin little girl stood by the window, her eyes dull and her expression dull.

Although Song Yu was still young at that time, he was determined to protect He Anle forever so that she could be as happy as himself.

"You..." Song Yu hesitated.

Tan Huairong picked up the pack of cigarettes from the table, took out one cigarette from it with his white and bony hands, and lit it.

This was the first time Song Yu saw Tan Ghost smoking.

The faint smell of tobacco came out of his nose.

"Ahem, ahem."

Song Yu choked and quickly fanned his nose with his hand.

Tan Huairong raised his eyes to look at her, took a deep breath, and threw the cigarette to the ground.

As he stood up, his expensive leather s