Thinking of that cold, authoritarian man who rarely smiled, a faint ripple spread in her heart. He... isn't as unapproachable as he appears, right? Whenever she needed something, he would arrange everything perfectly without her saying a word.
Since her mother passed away when she was five, no one had taken care of her like that ever again.
Lu Shifeng...
She silently repeated this name in her heart, a certain emotion unfurling from within, like a seed buried deep in the darkness, dormant for so long, cracking open for the first time with a delicate yet captivating fissure.
One by one, the contestants went up on stage to present their works, and soon after, all the presentations were completed.
