Outside the barbecue shop, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Mu Lingshan and Chang Xin stood facing each other. The night breeze gently blew under the bright hanging moon, tousling their hair—the perfect picture of a handsome man and a beautiful woman, surrounded by a romantic setting.
Mu Lingshan appeared serene, yet deep in her eyes lay a hint of loneliness and helplessness.
Chang Xin looked gentlemanly, his gaze focused and deep, though his mind was brimming with thoughts of excitement that didn't match his current expression.
Mu Lingshan sighed softly, and a faint smile appeared on her face still bearing traces of tears, "Director Chang, I really didn't expect something like this to happen today. I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
"Lingshan, please don't say that." Chang Xin slowly shook his head, feeling more excited inside, and his gaze grew softer, "It's my honor to do anything for you."
"Really?"
"Of course."
