Liu Xiuying leaned back in her chair, her thoughts a tangled mess. Jiang Fenya's words earlier that day kept echoing in her mind. Yes, she was in love with Mo Yanlin, but the idea of telling him was terrifying. Every time she saw him, his piercing gaze made her freeze completely. Those eyes…they were magnetic, drawing her in and making her feel exposed in ways she wasn't ready for.
Her train of thought was abruptly interrupted by the shrill ring of the office phone. She straightened her back, reaching out for it.
"Hello, this is Miss Liu from PRAD. How may I help you?"
"Come to my office," came the familiar deep voice on the other end.
"Oh. I'm on my way, Mr. Mo," she replied, her pulse quickening.
