She held the gift and walked to the big wardrobe. Her heart was pounding as if it was going to jump out of her chest. She didn't know what was wrong with her uncontrollable heart. She could only try to take a deep breath and gradually calm it down.
Ye Zhehan's deep-set eyes were moving along with her figure. His thin lips were slightly closed and his handsome face was unfathomable. No one knew what he was thinking.
...
In the study room.
Ye Zhehan sat at his desk, his fingers holding a cigarette that was emitting smoke. He raised his hand and took a deep breath. After a while, the smoke came out of his mouth. He looked at the front with a deep gaze. No one knew what he was thinking.
If it was in the past, at this time, he should have rolled on the bed with Wang Rubing in his arms. If
