On the second floor of the cafe, Wu Nianke sat on the sofa, her hands clutching her phone tightly.
The simple "Okay" on the screen was like a brilliant light, piercing straight into her heart and leaving her both nervous and exhilarated. For so long, she had been performing a one-woman show, repeatedly trying to get close to Zhou Huaixu, only to be met with cold indifference. Her passion had been like a stone cast into the sea, not even stirring a ripple of response. Yet this time, for the first time ever, Zhou Huaixu had actually responded to her.
Wu Nianke did not dare to blink. Her gaze remained glued to the top of the stairs, each second of waiting feeling agonizingly long. Finally, that familiar, tall, and straight figure appeared—it was Zhou Huaixu. Wu Nianke exhaled, her tense nerves relaxing just a fraction.
Chapter 68