Sadness
Editor: Atlas Studios
Yan Hua stood on the stairs and looked at the man standing in the living room, tall and cold, wearing a black shirt and pants. After a period of time, he seemed to have became tanned, but it did not affect his handsomeness. The rimless glasses perched on his nose blocked his long and upturned eyes.
He was reporting to her father about work, his expression was as refined as ever. Facing her father, who had a strong aura, he was not overbearing, only self-effacing and calm.
Yan Hua looked at his cold and handsome side profile and felt an inexplicable sadness.
She had liked him for so long, so no matter how hard she tried to adjust her feelings, it was difficult to forget them in such a short period of time.
Seeing him again, she felt like she had been cut off from the outside world for ages.
Yan Cheng saw Yan Hua standing at the stairs and beckoned to her with a loving smile. "Huahua, you're dressed up so beautifully today, where are you going?"