He Jitang got into the black Range Rover and drove to the hospital.
The night was deep, and the hospital office building was very quiet.
He Jitang pushed open the office door.
Su Ruanruan was lying down, asleep.
Hair covering her face, her exhaustion was evident.
He Jitang had seen her in many states, but never like this.
He stood beside her, silently watching for a moment before his gaze fell on the documents on her desk.
Those were YR Group project files.
A thick stack, with markings made by a black fountain pen, the handwriting strong and elegant.
One glance and he knew it was Bao Jingyan's work.
A jolt went through He Jitang's heart.
He couldn't help but recall the image of that man being with Ci'an.
Ci'an sitting in his lap, Ci'an calling him uncle, Ci'an hugging his neck.
He Jitang's heart quivered slightly.
He even had the thought: to give Ci'an to Ruanruan!
But the thought was fleeting.
Su Ruanruan awoke.
A faint scent of pine was in the air.
