"If it's convenient for Miss Zhang, you might want to spend more time with President Lu. Perhaps because of you, he may find joy in life again," the doctor finally remarked.
"Phew—"
Zhang Lingying snapped out of her tangled thoughts and let out a soft sigh.
Her heartbeat seemed to grow chaotic as well.
She remembered Lu Jing tugging at her sleeve, looking at her with pleading eyes.
She recalled him clutching her fingers, asking if she could stay.
And that unexpected embrace, where he tried so hard to please her...
Zhang Lingying had mixed feelings about Lu Jing.
Initially, she thought he was a rogue. After all, staying at someone else's home for a month without the owner's permission surely required a thick skin.
But during the time they lived together, Lu Jing acted like a gentleman. He never barged into her room without permission, nor did he ever try to force her into anything she didn't want to do.
