As he passed through a crowd of elegantly dressed people, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
The first thought that flashed through his mind was if he was hallucinating again because he missed her so much.
How could Jing Haohao possibly appear in this business circle?
So, he walked over, never taking his eyes off what he thought he saw. He swung his gaze in her direction subtly and stared fleetingly at her.
His glance was swift, leaving no trace of detection, yet it fell unwaveringly upon her face. That fleeting glance, so swift, like a startled bird, had thrown his heart into disarray.
He found himself rooted to the spot, surprised at his own reaction and the feeling of his heart thudding.
For the first time in his life, he was so nervous that it took all his effort just to turn his body towards her.
The lovely face he'd dreamed of so often, as if in slow motion, gradually imprinted itself onto his eyes, bit by bit.
