This happened often; whenever he looked at Wen Xuxu, he would be reminded of Fang Jiayin.
They were clearly as different as day and night but inadvertently, he could always see Jiayin's shadow in her.
It was obviously an illusion, but he had no idea why he felt this way.
"President Yan, please order."
They sat down facing each other, and Wen Xuxu handed the menu to Yan Rusheng.
Yan Rusheng lowered his head and concentrated on the menu. His thick eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes.
Xuxu looked at him, seeming to have fallen into a trance.
Thinking back, this would be the first time they had dined out with just the two of them.
When they were in B City, Fang Jiayin would always join them if they met up for meals on weekends. Or there would always be someone else.
In the capital city, they rarely had the chance. Other than social engagements, they wouldn't appear at the same table together.
