Lu Boyan was standing beside the French windows in his study, watching her from afar.
He had just ended a video conference call, but before he even had time to shut down his computer, Uncle Xu had come in and told him that Su Jianan was alone in the garden.
Throughout the three months she had been staying here, two-thirds of her time was spent in her room, where she would either sleep or watch a movie. The rest of her time was either spent in the kitchen or the dining room. Since when had the garden caught her fancy?
He moved in closer to the edge of the French windows, looking at her. She was like a little rabbit, hopping along the pebbled footpath in the garden. She was playing with her own shadow as if she did not have a care in the world.
He massaged his temples and turned arou
