Ye Yingsu's eyes were slightly red. To others, Beiming Han might seem distant and emotionless, but to her, he was the biggest fool in the world, a lonely fool.
A fool born for love.
Gu Qingxin's heart trembled slightly, and her fingers tightly clutched those document folders.
"Let's go back, or else we'll miss dinner." Ye Yingsu said no more and started to leave.
At North Garden, Gu Qingxin returned to her bedroom. She kept thinking about Ye Yingsu's words. Hearing footsteps, she almost instinctively hid in the closet, placing those document folders in a cabinet with Baobao's items, along with the recording pen.
Beiming Han returned. He took off his suit and loosened his tie. Gu Qingxin lingered in the closet for a while, then came out and returned to the sofa to continue her drawings.
Beiming Han walked in front of her, arms propped on either side of her, encircling her in his embrace, saying, "Time to eat, wash up and come down."
