He Nanqing didn't know why, but she felt spaced out all morning, and when she finally made it to lunchtime and got back to her office from the meeting room, she discovered an extra lunch on her desk.
"Who brought this?"
He Nanqing opened it to find it was filled with the vegetarian dishes she liked, and the fragrance was enticing. More importantly, it didn't seem like it came from a restaurant but was made at home instead.
Nanqing had transformed from the girl next door to a goddess over the years, and she didn't lack suitors, often receiving flowers or invitation cards to banquets. However, every previous gift had a name attached, except this time. Had the sender forgotten, or had they not wanted her to know who it was?
No matter how hard Nanqing racked her brains, she couldn't figure out which of her many admirers would put in such effort.
