C308 Was This Love?
After speaking, Nian Qingqing left the conference room.
"Whew..."
Qin Yanting exhaled deeply while looking out the window. Since it was closed, his breath formed a foggy patch on the glass. Absentmindedly, he traced a character in the mist, only to realize it was the character for "thought." Thoughts of longing, missing, and caring—but definitely not for Nian Qingqing.
He couldn't fool himself
