In his office, Yin Shou gazed out at the floor-to-ceiling windows when he heard someone step in from behind.
He felt two thin limbs circle his waist, then after the tiny figure pressed her head against the planes of his lower back, breathing in his scent.
Yin Shou held onto her hand, twisting around to face her.
Xue Teegan had a soft smile etched on her lips, and he adored it. Lately, she had been glowing with happiness.
He remembered the first time seeing her in years at the house; her expression was rather sharp and cold, but beneath her eyes was a hollowness she needed to fill.
Therefore, when he found out that Wang Weimin not only hurt her but her family, too, it was unforgivable.
Yin Shou held her waist, cupping her head in his hands when his secretary walked in. He stepped in awkwardly, but Yin Shou allowed him to come in.
