"Uh..." Secretary Song looked at the diary. That was Cheng Yanzhi's life, especially during the times when he had quarreled with Xia Yunsheng. He would sit alone in his study, staring at this diary all night.
Now that Xia Yunsheng had the diary, his lifeline, she was asking him questions. Secretary Song found himself in a dilemma: should he tell her or not?
"Hmm?" Xia Yunsheng approached him, staring into his eyes, "Your eyes are telling me that you seem to be hiding something."
"..." Secretary Song felt an immense pressure. He didn't say a word, trying to weigh which would be worse, offending Xia Yunsheng or Cheng Yanzhi.
Xia Yunsheng said, "It seems that Secretary Song doesn't consider me as one of his own. It's fine if he doesn't tell me! I'll ask Cheng Yanzhi myself."
"Miss, please don't ask him!" Secretary Song said, "He will tell you everything at your birthday party."
Even when they had argued, he didn't stop planning her birthday banquet.
