Leng Zhiyuan pushed the window open slightly and looked inside.
Zhou Yao was cleaning up the documents on the conference table. Holding the documents in his hand, he got up and was about to leave, but just then, the door closed. Someone had come in.
He looked up.
Han Xuan was there.
Zhou Yao took a look at her. Han Xuan was wearing a pink tweed coat with her long hair spread across her shoulders, looking pure and lovely.
He didn't speak but merely looked at her.
Han Xuan saw that his face was still and quiet. She took two steps forward and softly cried, "Big Brother Zhou, I'm leaving early tomorrow morning. Tonight, can you…keep me company?"
What she said had a deep hidden meaning. Zhou Yao's gaze was calm. He looked into her eyes as if he could penetrate all the thoughts in her heart at the moment.
