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楚临渊夹着雪茄的手指修长有力， conferences with the occasional woman, but none of them ever beckoned to his heart. He was the epitome of success, with power that could shake this city, yet his emotions remained icebound.

Until that night.

A young woman, delicate and beautiful, with eyes like pools of water, had entered his room, changing his cold world with a single touch.

Now, three months later, his baby was on the way. Just the thought of her melted the snow in his heart.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the door to his bedroom was pushed open. Chu Lingyan, his wife, had gone.

His eyes narrowed, his face darkening. The man had a reputation for never being short of women, but he'd only ever had eyes for Chu Lingyan. He'd showered her with love and luxury, making sure she was the happiest woman in the world.

But now she was gone.

His assistant rushed in, his face pale. "Sir, there's a problem."

"What problem?" Chu Lingyan's voice was cold.