One gaze was particularly fervent.
It was Lin Xinxin's.
She fixed her eyes on Dongfang Yu, who was directing operations. Her eyes shimmered with unabashed respect, admiration, and appreciation, along with a barely perceptible hint of affection.
Meanwhile, she took notes seriously and earnestly.
It seemed as if, in her eyes, Dongfang Yu was the only person left in the world.
Hai Xiaotang looked at her focused demeanor and greatly admired her. Despite being injured just a few days ago, she had returned to work.
She was truly dedicated.
No wonder Dongfang Yu had taken a liking to her in their previous life.
Not only was she beautiful, talented, and dedicated, but she also worshiped him. She was practically the perfect lover.
It made sense that she had lost to her in their past life.
Fortunately, in this life, she was no longer attached to Dongfang Yu, otherwise she would have lost miserably again.
However, thinking about her own failure did make her feel a bit uneasy.
