The man did not smile, nor did he speak, he simply closed his eyes and composed himself.
Chen Rong dared not say a word.
Yesterday, she indeed thought about spending the New Year at the 798 Gallery, even mentioning it to the Crown Prince.
After a while.
Chen Rong nodded and said, "I'm very sorry, I shouldn't have..."
Xu Jingxi abruptly opened his eyes, a momentary darkness and coldness in his gaze, "Sorry for what? You're by her side, do you not see her resistance these past few days?"
Day after day with a sullen face, refusing this and that, often silent, pitifully sitting by the riverbank, daydreaming, shedding tears.
"What couldn't she do?"
The group of well-dressed businessmen waiting outside was kept waiting for a long time before Xu Jingxi finally descended the stairs, moving very slowly.
Finally, he sat down in the primary seat, quietly listening, his face expressionless, his mood unknowable to others.
