Yun Ya obediently sat on the sofa, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
Qin Du glanced at her with a smile, his eyes exceptionally tender.
Soon, Qin Du was absorbed in his intense work, Yun Ya leaned on the sofa, resting her cheek on her hand as she watched him.
They say a man who is working is the most handsome, and this phrase truly wasn't wrong, especially for someone who was already a great looker, exuding a mature charm effortlessly that made one's heart race.
However, Yun Ya only admired him, without the heart-racing.
Gradually, Yun Ya's thoughts began to wander, thinking back to the phone call earlier. It was from Yan Song, who had been missing for so long and had finally reached out.
Yun Ya knew he was busy and not getting in touch with her was normal, but deep down, she still felt the urge to play hard to get with him.
Thinking about how Brother Yan must be anxiously hopping mad right now, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up, a trace of smugness on her face.
