Mi Xue 'er didn't have the patience to listen. She wanted to hear what the people in the meeting room were talking about. She wanted to know why ye Changqing was in such a hurry to return to the meeting room.
She clearly didn't understand his world at all, but at this moment, Michelle eagerly hoped that she could understand him and even become a member of his colleagues. She wanted to know his happiness and anger, know whether his current state was good or bad, and know when his feelings for her would truly wait for him.
Perhaps she could wait, perhaps she couldn 't, but once a person fell in love, all the decisions they made would not be so easily dissolved. As long as he was there, as long as she could see him, as long as she could hear his voice, as long as she could smell the familiar tobacco smell on him, as long as she could get all of these, then the decisions she made were right.
