C362 One Year Later

Three hundred and sixty-two: a year from now.

One year later.

In the office building of Ying Xin Technology, Lu Yao stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office. Her eyes were deep and serene as she quietly stared at the Long Teng building across the street.

She had unknowingly fallen into some emotions, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. More than a year ago