Yan Xiaye cheerfully nodded, her gaze unintentionally drifting to the impeccably handsome man.
Their eyes met, and a smile played on Li Yuntang's thin lips, his eyes as deep as an abyss seemingly able to see through her soul.
Along the way, he noticed Yan Xiaye's anxiety and deliberately minimized his presence to give her space to sort out her feelings.
"See you in a bit, Xiaye."
Strangely, just those simple words were enough to calm Yan Xiaye's restless heart.
She nodded again, closed the car door, and walked towards her destination.
In just a short distance of ten or so meters, she felt the lingering gaze on her until she entered the side door of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
After many years, she was finally not alone.
Walking into the room, Yan Xiaye felt rather annoyed seeing the long queue inside.
