Shui was dazedly sitting in her office, her pencil barely touching the white paper. Yet the nip of it grazed against it as she lightly shaded something.
Jun says that he believes in Hou Lin but…is it really okay?
Somewhere in a small corner of her heart, anxiety was creeping its way in.
What if his simplicity was all an act?
What if he wanted revenge for Zhan Yahui's death?
Everybody knew how much he loved her. So was it easy for him to let go of his anguish and sincerely start anew?
Feeling restless, she left her office and headed outside. She walked the distance where she had seen him last. The view shocked her.
The slightly dilapidated shop looked almost as good as new. There was a banner that hung on top of the door on which it was embossed Lin's Coffee. Apart from some minor fixtures here and there, the coffee shop was almost ready for business.
