Liu Zhizhong, driving the Big Lao back to the company to see Feng Xiaoyue, was still in a state of inexplicable excitement.
This excitement, perhaps, stemmed from longing, a desire for spiritual need and attention.
After all, from his perspective, she was a confidante of considerable depth and courage, a beautiful woman worth getting to know—and the knowing was very pleasant.
In his dealings with Feng Xiaoyue, Liu Zhizhong never felt much pressure; everything was natural, smooth as silk.
If one were to look at their business cooperation, it was pleasantly collaborative, moving forward with unified hearts, almost flawlessly so.
The interactions between these two talented young people were always telepathic, ingeniously harmonious.
In terms of life experiences, Liu Zhizhong thought this was a perfect form.
But beyond the excitement, there was a faint melancholy.
Xiang Wenhua's infatuation with Feng Xiaoyue, that needed no expression.
