Chen Xu stepped out of Luo Xiyun's office, looking at the shopping bag in his hand, a faint smile appeared on his face.
He had been getting along with Xiyun for so many years and had long since figured out her temperament; seemingly unapproachable on the outside, yet resolute and principled at heart.
Now, whether it be her physiological or psychological age, she was only in her twenties and had already formed such a character. This gave him some peace of mind.
Using a normal approach to pursue her directly was definitely pointless. To begin with, he simply didn't meet her criteria for a partner—his educational background and family background alone firmly shut him out.
After they had been together for many years, he once asked her why, in her dreams where only the two of them remained in the world, she had initially not considered him at all.
