When she locked the door, Lin Qian felt a little guilty. Then she asked herself, What for? At most the two would exchange a few hugs and kisses.
But maybe he...
The corners of her mouth raised slightly.
Whenever the workload became a little lighter, Jiang Yuan was immediately told to invite her to the office to keep him company, in the name of the job.
Even just being around him counted as a rare pleasure.
The night was quiet.
Sitting on the couch, Li Zhicheng stared down at the documents with concentration in his eyes, appearing calm.
Although Lin Qian kept him company, she didn't want to interrupt him too much. She was just beside him, constantly refilling his water, and tidying up the files.
Occasionally she would look at the side of his sullen face, stare at his hands on the table, and she would have the urge to kiss him. But of course, she held herself back.
