A long, heavy silence.
Shen Hao stood with his head lowered in the Public Office, not daring to make a sound or to look up at Jiang Cheng's expression. He could guess that Jiang Cheng must be extremely conflicted right now.
Although they hadn't interacted for long, Shen Hao had come to understand Jiang Cheng's temperament quite well—he knew this was a man who valued his emotions deeply, especially when it came to his past experiences.
Could someone who even drank like a soldier ever feel nothing special for the place where he once risked life and death? Impossible.
Though his stance had changed, his heart had not, and now it was up to Jiang Cheng to make the choice.
Suppress it, or lift the lid?
"You may leave for now. I need to consider this matter carefully. As for the rest, you know what to do, yes?"
