The secret Feng Yueshan had hidden for so long had been dragged out in its entirety.
He left the hotel in a daze, while Chu Yilan and the others drove away, thoroughly satisfied.
Feng Yueshan pressed his temples and thought for a moment, then told the driver to take him back to the company.
Over the next few days, Feng Yueshan kept himself well nourished, ate three meals on time, and stuck to moderate exercise. His injuries healed quickly. Once he could run and jump again and his complexion had returned to normal, he finished work early one day and drove to Xingkai before six.
He had picked Chen Mu up a few times before, but at Chen Mu's request, Feng Yueshan had never dared park too close. Aside from Kuang Chenghai, several of Xingkai's executives knew him too, and Chen Mu would have trouble explaining if anyone saw them. Feng Yueshan understood, so he always drove to the next intersection and sent Chen Mu a message. It was only a five-minute walk for him.
But today was different. Feng Yueshan waited brazenly right outside the main entrance.
He had thought about a lot over the past few days.
Feng Yueshan was used to approaching problems from his own perspective. He seemed carefree, but in truth, he cared a great deal about saving face. Previously, whenever Chen Mu rejected him, he would feel embarrassed and give him the cold shoulder for three days, only returning once he had regained his confidence. But that wasn't right, Feng Yueshan suddenly realized. He had been holding out his heart in a one-sided gesture, not caring whether Chen Mu had any hands free to accept it, simply shoving it into his arms without a second thought.
He had dreamed of Chen Mu again last