Tan Jincheng's tone said it all!
Assistant Han nodded directly, without hesitation: "Yes."
After Assistant Han walked out of the office and closed the door behind him, the room became quiet again.
But Tan Jincheng couldn't focus on the documents at all.
He stood up and walked to the window, looking out.
From his height, the bustling traffic of S City was laid out beneath him.
In the past, when he felt irritable, he liked to stand here and look out, but now, the more he looked, the more restless and uneasy he felt.
How is she doing?
For the first time in such a long time, he indulged himself in thoughts of her.
In fact, it's not that he doesn't think about her, otherwise, he wouldn't be constantly staring at Little Grape's face, lost in thought.
He had just been deceiving himself all along, never daring to admit that he thinks of her every moment.
He slowly closed his eyes.
"Papa——oo oo——"
The weak sound of crying echoed.
