At this moment, Jiang Weiwei was completely unable to control her emotions. She walked to the window, her whole body trembling.
Tang Zhong, he said his name was Tang Zhong.
Those simple words kept drifting through Jiang Weiwei's mind.
Tang Zhong!
Although she knew it was him, there was still some fear in her heart. If it wasn't him, what would she do?
It seemed there was nothing else to do. She walked to the window, tightly closed her eyes, and dared not look, fearing she had seen wrongly.
Then, slowly she opened her eyes.
And saw, below, a clean-looking young man holding a large bunch of roses, looking up at her with a broad smile.
At that moment, Jiang Weiwei smiled and tears uncontrollably started to stream down her face. She turned and hurried away, completely losing her senses.
At the main entrance, from the corridor to the stairs, she didn't take the elevator as she deemed it too slow.
Seventeenth floor!
Tatatata!
