Lu Fengxuan patted her chest twice and walked up to him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed:
"What's wrong with you, why are you not speaking..."
Before she finished speaking, Yu Chiyin stretched out his hand and pulled her into his embrace, his long arms tightly wrapping around her slender waist, his chin resting on her shoulder, breathing slowly.
Lu Fengxuan could feel his somewhat gloomy mood and also wrapped her arms around him, not making a fuss or noise, offering him her company.
A woman's gentleness and tolerance are often the emotions that a man finds hardest to let go of.
"I don't want to go," Yu Chiyin held her soft body tightly.
At this moment, there was not a trace of the cold and domineering CEO's demeanor on him; instead, he seemed like a child who hadn't grown up, feeling down because he had to leave home for thousands of miles.
Lu Fengxuan found it amusing in her heart, yet indulgently she said:
