Only the clatter of a keyboard echoed in the office, where delicate and slender fingers flew across the keys like precious jade.
The sunlight shone on his handsome and graceful face, casting a faint halo as if it were radiating light from within.
To Tianxin, Chen Yiran was indeed such a glowing presence in her heart.
As the final confirmation key was pressed, Chen Yiran let out a long sigh of relief. His work for the week was finally over. He couldn't help but gently pat his shoulder and turned his head towards the little person sitting on the sofa. No wonder he hadn't heard her voice for such a long time; she had dozed off on the couch.
Chen Yiran shook his head helplessly, got up from his chair, and walked towards Tianxin. When he reached her, he leaned over, and her small, fair, and soft face came into his view.
