A late autumn drizzle fell ceaselessly. Zheng Mengyi stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the hurried crowds in the rain. The coffee in her hand had long since grown cold. The clock on the office wall pointed to eight o'clock; by now, Li Yishu should still be in the conference room holding his final meeting.
She looked down at the ring on her ring finger, a platinum band set with tiny diamonds that emitted a cold, clear gleam under the lights. It was placed on her finger by her fiancé just last month at their engagement party. Everything was so flawless; her fiancé was the heir to a family business, their families were well-matched in social and economic status, and the marriage was hailed by everyone as a match made in heaven.
Yet only Zheng Mengyi knew that her heart had been lost to someone else seven years ago—Li Yishu.
Chapter 94