Ye Zi left, and Lin Runjie sat at his desk, lost in thought for a few minutes. Eventually, he snapped out of it with a sigh, opening a file to start reading.
As he perused the document absentmindedly, he found it utterly inefficacious; he couldn't absorb any of the content. He closed the file helplessly, his mind still replaying the scene he'd just witnessed, the one where Su Liuying, like a joyful bird, dashed towards Quan Tianyou's car.
He took out a piece of paper, and within minutes—almost thoughtlessly—a portrait emerged on the page.
With only the image in his mind, he captured Su Liuying's delicate features with such vivacity it was as if she came to life on the paper. He gazed at the portrait, lost in a trance.
This was the girl he had adored for so many years, so how had she become someone else's? His parents had always approved of him choosing a wife he loved, but could his heart make room for another?
