Qin Yuheng had gone to a meeting, leaving Yu Nian sprawled in his executive chair, playing games.
After two rounds, Yu Nian lost interest. He got up and went to the bookshelf behind the desk to find something to read, but it was full of books on economics, law, capital holdings, and the like. He had not touched any of that since graduation, and the sight gave him a headache.
After searching for quite a while, he finally spotted something readable in a corner: a foreign poetry collection.
Yu Nian pulled it out and noticed that one page sat farther apart from the others, a telltale sign that the book had often been opened there.
Who knew Qin Yuheng had such a poetic side?
Yu Nian casually opened it to that page, only to find a small photograph tucked inside.
To his shock, it was a one-inch black-and-white ID photo-the one taken when he had enrolled in university.
And rather than feeling like photographic paper, it looked as though it had been cut out of some printed document.
Yu Nian was puzzled. How had Qin Yuheng gotten his university enrollment photo?
And why had he tucked it into a book?
The moment Qin Yuheng returned to his office after the meeting, Yu Nian ran over and hugged him.
Qin Yuheng closed the door and lifted him into his arms. "Been waiting long?"
Even after Qin Yuheng carried him to the sofa, Yu Nian kept his arms around his neck. "Honey, are you hiding something from me?"
Qin Yuheng paused ever so slightly. When Yu Nian asked questions like that, he usually had evidence. He would not try to bluff him for no reason.
After a moment's thought, he decided there was nothing worth hiding. "You saw it?"
Yu Nian huffed