Zhuang Zixin walked into the office and saw Quan Tianyou lowering his head, reading a document. She stood there, gazing at him with a fascinated smile on her face. This was the look she always loved most about him; a man absorbed in seriousness always exuded a powerful charm.
"What? Came in but won't speak? If you have something to report, hurry up, I'm very busy!"
Quan Tianyou hadn't even raised his head, so he had no idea who had entered, allowing him to speak so calmly.
"Tianyou!"
Zhuang Zixin pursed her lips and gently called out his name.
Her voice made him abruptly raise his head to look at her, his brows instantly furrowing tightly, "Zhuang Zixin? Why is it you? Didn't I warn you not to appear in front of me again?"
"Tianyou, we did have something good once, can't you be a little less cruel to me? Every day since I left you has been unbearable!"
Zhuang Zixin's face was covered with tears, but in Quan Tianyou's eyes, her appearance only made him more disgusted with her.
