Zhao Yang was deep in thoughts. He recalled the plain glass wall he saw this morning, and somehow his chest tightened a bit.
'I thought that she would do something to surprise me today too. I didn't think she would do nothing instead.'
Zhao Yang sighed. He closed his eyes and leaned back to the elevator wall.
'Is this because I scolded her yesterday? But I didn't mean for her to stop doing anything. If she can just do something over that glass wall…'
Zhao Yang paused. He suddenly realised that he had been too selfish.
'Ha...what am I thinking. Whether that girl wants to do something or not, it's up to her. It's not like she has to do it for me.'
Zhao Yang clicked his tongue in disdain. He loathed himself for thinking of such a selfish thing. Surely there's this tiny hope that he could see Lai Jiayi's doings over the glass wall every single morning.
But that's just a baseless wish. He had no right to wish for that.
