When Wan Donglin saw the stack of photos, he felt like his lungs were about to explode with rage.
Indeed, Huang Xiaojue was wearing a new scarf around his neck; in profile, he looked even more handsome and stylish. And Yan Xixi had actually stayed up half the night, all for the sake of putting this scarf on him first thing in the morning!
There was another picture of the two of them getting out of a car in the company's underground parking area. Huang Xiaojue gently embraced her for what was clearly a goodbye kiss. Goddammit, it was just a goodbye for work. Was there a need for such a reluctant parting?
He had known that Yan Xixi loved Huang Xiaojue, but he thought they were just an ordinary couple. Their love, he assumed, would have its boundaries and was simply the nostalgia of a first romance. Little did he know that their reunion would be like dry firewood meeting a raging flame, ready to burn brightly.
