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