Jinxing finally set down his pen, closing the last of the documents with a satisfied nod.
The meeting pile had been cleared, signatures in place, and decisions made. He leaned back in his chair for a brief moment, stretching before grabbing his coat.
On the drive home, he passed by a small, well-lit pastry shop.
The soft scent of sugar and baked dough wafted into the street, and he slowed the car.
A thought struck him: Yunying would like this.
Inside, the shop was cozy and inviting. The display case was filled with delicate pastries, cakes, and rolls, each more tempting than the last. He ran a hand along the glass, scanning the options carefully.
The seller noticed his hesitation. "Looking for something special?" she asked.
"Yeah.." Jinxing said simply. "My wife likes sweets so I want something sweet for her..but I don't quite know which to pick.."
