He said it with a grumbling tone that was unjustified and straight to the point.
When she was a child, she had pointed at him and told him that he didn't have any guts. He had looked down and cried like a child, feeling very wronged.
Like a punching bag.
Ever since that incident, this was the first time he'd shown any weakness in front of her. He wouldn't yell at her even when she shouted at him.
She caved in and said gently, "There's still some soup left. Please take your time to drink it, President Yan. I've had my fill."
She pushed the bowl of soup towards Yan Rusheng.
She got up and walked towards the door.
Yan Rusheng stared at her petite back. He'd seen her from this view countless times.
But this time, he felt a sense of distance from her.
After the door opened and closed, that petite figure disappeared. He slowly withdrew his gaze and sighed deeply in his heart, trying to remove thoughts of her from his mind.
