Away from the heart of Imperial, Lu Tian had returned home from visiting Zhang Tech. He remained in the study after Xu Long left for home.
He sat behind his desk and stared at the phone in his hand. Saved on the screen was a photo of Yue Ling smiling at the camera, but the more he stared at his lock screen, the more he missed her.
With this feeling of longing inside him, he opens up his call log, and his thumb hovers over her name, itching to press it.
However, he closes his eyes to suppress the urge to do so.
He sets his phone aside and takes a deep breath. As much as he wants to hear her voice again, he shouldn't bother her while she is working.
"Just a few more hours."
He whispers to calm his mind and reaches for the keyboard. Once he had composed himself, his fingers began to dance over the keyboard with his eyes glued to the monitor.
