When Jing Qian got back to the Zhan mansion, Zhan Lichuan, who would usually be lying in his bedroom, was not in his bed. Surprisingly, he was dealing with some affairs in the study.
When Jing Qian knocked on the door and walked into the room, she saw a man dressed in a suit, seated by the table while meticulously looking through some documents in front of him.
Bright sunlight was shining into the room through the panoramic window, colliding with the darkness of the room. The sunlight swept past him, and in between them, a faint silhouette was formed. A part of him was covered by a faint glow, seeming very unrealistic.
She could only see him clearly by taking another step closer.
He was still wearing the same suit from the earlier meeting.
The exquisite work on the suit carved his body's figure into perfection.
