Shi Wangyue looked up, blinking away the moisture gathering at the corner of his eye.
After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at Ning Youguang seriously, "Sister, please believe me!"
"You will never be, nor could you ever be, my burden and pressure."
...
When Ning Youguang came out of the small kitchen with two cups of hot milk, Shi Wangyue was already immersed in work.
Under the light, his side profile facing her was remarkably good-looking.
His brows and eyes were deep, his nose was high and straight, and his thin lips were lightly pursed.
The serious and focused expression made him resemble a finely carved plaster statue.
"A man dedicated to his career is elegant and charming; his journey is to the stars and the sea."
—She suddenly understood what the netizens meant by this phrase.
She gently placed the milk beside his hand, then she too got into work mode.
...
Dinner arrived at almost nine o'clock.
"Eat more." Ning Youguang said to Shi Wangyue.
"Okay."
