Wen Sying turned to look at the door. Her eyes, getting a little surprised at first but then showing hints of happiness at the corners. "Wenting, you are here? Please, you don't have to ask to come in". She chimed with hope the moment her eyes caught the face of Zheng Wenting standing at the door.
Wen Sying was not expectant to see him here this soon. But seeing him come was a wish that she was wishing internally every passing second. After all, giving a man your five years will at least make a flower bloom in your heart for him. And that flower will not be so easy to give up, even if that is not for love.
Zheng Wenting nodded as he slowly took his steps inside the room. His eyes, looking at the manager for a moment, making her understand that it was her time to leave.
