Lu Jinchen sat in his office, head leaning back against the leather chair, eyes closed as a deep frown etched his cold, handsome features. His temples throbbed from all the stress, mental and physical exhaustion and work.
He hadn't eaten. Hadn't slept well. And in all honesty, he was truly tired from the inside out. The room was quiet, except for the ticking of the clock. At that moment, the office door slowly opened.
Xu Yingying peeked inside. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw Lu Jinchen leaning back in his chair with his eyes shut. From where she stood, he looked like he was asleep.
A small smile crept onto her lips and her heart skipped with anticipation. Quietly and carefully, she stepped into the room, closing the door behind her without making a sound. She walked closer to his desk, her heels barely making a noise on the polished floor.
