The Long-awaited Mr Han

Han Zhuoling laughed as he thought of Shi Xiaoya seeing the girl in the pictures as her rival in love.

People would normally think of girls in old pictures as someone in another world.

Even so, Shi Xiaoya still remembered her face clearly.

Shi Xiaoya rubbed her arms and said, "I think it is scary. Wherever you were, she was there. She was in every picture of you. If she could have been around you for the entire day, she would have stayed around you at all times for the entire 24 hours."

Shi Xiaoya really did not want to badmouth Lian Qingyin. She was just saying her thoughts out loud.

Now, whenever Shi Xiaoya thought about Lian Qingyin's presence in every picture of Han Zhuoling, she felt scared.

It was as though all those pictures no longer showed only Han Zhuoling's past and memories.

Lian Qingyin was part of every memory stored in each picture. Even the memories were tainted by Lian Qingyin…

This was quite uncomfortable.

Han Zhuoling pulled her hand and held it. His fingers slipped through the space between her fingers and he interlocked his hand with hers.

"Ignore her," Han Zhuoling said calmly.

***

The next day, Shi Xiaoya went to the Han Corporation for some work-related matters.

Since she was there, she decided to visit Han Zhuoling.

However, she made sure to finish her work first. When she had completed her work, it was almost lunch time. And so, she decided to go see Han Zhuoling.

When she arrived at Han Zhuoling's office, Tong Chunian saw her and greeted her with a smile. "Are you here to eat lunch with Young Master Ling?"

"I had a work meeting at the Han Corporation's building. It's done now, so I came to see Zhuoling, wondering if he has time during noon to eat lunch with me," Shi Xiaoya explained.

Tong Chunian then said, "Young Master Ling is free during noon. I was just about to order food for him, but I won't be doing that now since you are here."

"Is there anyone in his office now?" Shi Xiaoya asked.

"Young Master Ling is the only one in the office now," Tong Chunian answered.

Shi Xiaoya then felt relieved. Now, she wouldn't have to worry about disturbing Han Zhuoling from his work.

Shi Xiaoya knocked on the door.

When she heard Han Zhuoling telling her to come in, Shi Xiaoya opened the door.

Han Zhuoling was getting some work done. Tong Chunian had been working for him for many years, so he was familiar with Tong Chunian's style of knocking and the strength he used for each knock.

Similarly, he was familiar with Shi Xiaoya's knock as well.

When he heard the sound, he knew that the person knocking was Shi Xiaoya.

Shi Xiaoya had such slender and soft fingers.

Whenever he held her hands, he would be reminded of the phrase, weak with no bones.

The tip of her fingers was so soft that it was as though Shi Xiaoya had no bones.

Therefore, she always knocked softly.

If she knocked with too much force, her fingers would hurt.

Her knocks sounded naturally soft and weak.

Therefore, when Shi Xiaoya entered the office, Han Zhuoling had already organized everything and was standing in front of the door.

Shi Xiaoya did not expect this at all. She thought that he had been sitting at the office table and doing work when he told her to come in.

The voice had sounded distant as well.

Yet he was right in front of the door.

She opened the door and walked as she had always done. Because she had not expected Han Zhuoling to be right in front of the door, she bumped right into Han Zhuoling's chest.

She then heard Han Zhuoling's soft laughter.

He breathed out as he laughed, and the air he breathed out ruffled the tip of her ears.

Sensing the air that he breathed out, Shi Xiaoya felt her face burning. The tip of her ears felt numb, and this sensation spread to her entire scalp.

Shi Xiaoya suddenly remembered that Tong Chunian was still outside.