The door of the conference room suddenly opened... Shen Ruojing stared fixedly without blinking as she saw familiar footsteps approaching the door.
Chu Cichen, with his refined features, looked over.
As their eyes met, his gaze brightened upon seeing Shen Ruojing. It was evident that something had bothered him in the company today, but as soon as he saw her, all his discontent vanished.
His lips even curled up slightly, and he walked towards her in large strides, asking, "Jingjing, why are you here?"
Shen Ruojing scanned him from head to toe. He had become thinner than before, but his face remained resolute as ever, different from the youthful impression he gave six years ago.
In her eyes, a hint of tears welled up instantly. She held his wrist again, wanting to check his pulse and see for herself.
Chu Cichen didn't avoid her touch; he simply smiled and asked, "What's wrong?"
