First Look....

Mo Zhiling stared blindly at her computer screen. She squeezed her eyes shut, drew in a long breath, and tried to release tension as she exhaled. Opening her eyes, she couldn't help but glance at the wall clock.

Nine o'clock. Mo Zhiling knew her grandparents would worry about her working late but it was the only way she shut herself from the outside world and pretend it was fine.

She went and stood in front of the floor to ceiling window overlooking the city.It has been 12 years since she lost her parents in a car accident which landed her in coma for two long years.Her fingers clenched into a fist, trying to hold back her emotions.

The trauma of having her entire universe crumble down had been too much for her to handle.

If not for the therapy sessions and the support of her grandfather, maybe she would have committed suicide a long time ago.Shutting her eyes and taking a deep breath, just like her therapist had taught her, she looked at her reflection in the glass window and smiled. Her smile did not reach her eyes, but no one would notice.She doesn't remember how it started, but anytime she would remember what happened and got depressed, she would take a deep breath and smile. As if her smile could solve everything.

She walked back to her desk and shut her computer off. Picking up her purse, she left the building of the multibillion-dollar company that she owns along with her younger brother Mo Qianfan.

Sitting in the BMW X5 Zhiling didn't immediately start the car. She felt lonely and depressed tonight. She had worked her ass off this past couple of years to distract herself, but she continued to feel empty. Now, this emptiness was consuming her. Tonight, she will allow herself to be LingLing for once.

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