Nian Junting's mouth curved slightly, the corners of his lips rising in a faint, unreadable smile. His eyes landed on Luosang, who had just drawn the winning tile that ended the round of mahjong in his favor. Her eyes were sparkling with a natural glow, and her cheeks were barely flushed and looked rosy under the warm light of the living room.
She looked genuinely happy. Not the forced, polite smile of a hired caregiver performing her duty, but something much softer, more spontaneous. And in that moment, something in him paused. He thought she was simply pleased for having helped him win. Maybe she believed her boss being pleased with her meant fewer complaints, perhaps even a raise.
But the way she smiled…
It was dazzling.
