As usual, Sylvan Cheney always watched her go upstairs, not leaving until she was out of sight.
Jasmine Yale had also gotten used to looking out the window for a while after going upstairs, tilting her head to watch his departing figure, feeling a profound sweetness in her heart.
The moonlight spilled through the window onto her fair and rosy face, making Jasmine Yale look like a rose in full bloom on a spring day amidst the hazy night.
The crescent moon gently hung, the changing light shimmering beautifully.
...
In autumn, the leaves by the roadside gradually turned yellow.
Ever since that night when Kade Yuvan stumbled upon them, Jasmine Yale felt a bit embarrassed whenever she went to deliver documents to Kade Yuvan.
"Assistant Yuvan, this project proposal has been signed, and I've also checked all the data. Please see if there are any more issues. If not, I'll send it to the site." Jasmine Yale was holding a stack of files.
