After breakfast, I walked to school with Ye Yuan and Zhao Ke Ran together. The morning road was filled with the scent of sunlight, each ray of light shining through the leaves, creating small sparkling spots on the shoulders of his clothes. Ke Ran kept chatting animatedly, telling one story after another, his voice so lively that it made the whole road seem more cheerful.
Only Ye Yuan was still quietly walking behind, his small hand still obediently holding my hand. His eyes curved slightly, filled with a gentle emotion that even he himself probably didn't realize. Every time I turned around, he quickly lowered his head, his lips curved slightly, as if afraid of being caught in that happy expression.
We just walked like that, amidst the sound of the wind blowing and laughter mixed together. When we arrived in front of Ye Yuan's class, I don't know why, out of habit, I reached into my pocket, took out a few candies, and placed them in Ye Yuan's palm.
"You have to be good when you come to class," I smiled, my hand still reaching up to gently stroke his soft hair.
Ye Yuan was slightly startled, his ears were clearly red. He only softly said "um", his eyes lowered, looking at the candies in his hand as if looking at something precious. He didn't eat them, just lightly clenched his fist, as if he wanted to hold this warm feeling in his palm forever and never let go.
To Ye Yuan, those little candies were not just candies. They were joy, the rare attention he received, proof that someone really cared about him.
He lowered his head, thinking to himself: "I must study well today. I have to make Brother A Xuyen happy."
Having said that, Ye Yuan tightly grasped the candies, happily running into the classroom, his steps as light as flying.
But in the distance, there was a cold gaze quietly following. Yu Qing Yan stood there, his hand clenched. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Helping his family with such a big thing… in return, it's not even worth those little candies?
The corners of his lips curled up, a faint, sarcastic smile flashed by. Then he turned away, walking slowly, a voice silently resounding in his head:
"Hmph… fine, Xie Ningxuan. Let's see how long you can be so arrogant."
At the same time, in another place in Lin Zeyun's office.
On the table was a thick stack of documents, company papers, contracts, seals… all neatly arranged, so complete that it was overwhelming. Lin Zeyun frowned slightly, his eyes skimming over each piece of paper, the more he looked the more unbelievable it became.
He raised his head, looking at the person sitting on the opposite chair. That person had his arms crossed, his legs crossed, his posture indifferent, but the aura he exuded made the entire room seem to be covered by an invisible layer of pressure.
"Is this… enough?"
The voice rang out, clear and cold, as if it had no emotions at all.
Lin Zeyun was momentarily stunned. He put down the documents, pondered for a few seconds, then softly said:
"First, I have to thank you for what you-"
The other person immediately interrupted, his tone calm but sharp:
"Don't say such nonsense. If you have any questions, then ask, I don't have much time."
That coldness made Lin Zeyun frown slightly. He tilted his head slightly, smiling without smiling, his eyes changed completely from his initial politeness. It seemed that, in that moment, a completely different person had just awakened within him.
"Then… who are you?" His voice lowered, carrying a trace of inquiry.
The mysterious person didn't answer immediately. After a while, she just chuckled softly, her voice like a breeze:
"Okay."
She slowly stood up, took off her long cloak, and then took off her mask. Her long, jet-black hair was loose, and her face was so elegant and beautiful that it made Lin Zeyun stunned for a few seconds. Not only was she beautiful, but she also carried an air of both allure and danger.
She held out her hand, her smile light yet sharp:
"My name is Cheng Ruoxi. Nice to meet you."