Bai Lu hurried to her fiancé's company after receiving a phone call, finding the atmosphere as stiflingly silent as a battlefield after the fight.
"Be careful, Sister Bai Lu," the handsome, tall man warned as he helped her open the door, secretly passing her a message.
Is he in a bad mood?
Initially, Bai Lu didn't take it seriously, considering her fiancé had always been bad-tempered, but even when he was at his worst, Jun Ye could always control himself.
Upon entering the room, she saw him not as she had envisioned, lost in thought by the window sill.
The stern figure, buried in his work, slightly raised his eyebrows upon hearing footsteps entering.
Bai Lu approached the desk, meeting his eyes that always managed to remain cold and elegant, and feeling doubtful as she saw his usual composure, especially after the tall, handsome man had made it sound so serious. What exactly had happened?
