ht blame herselfLying back in his high-back chair, he fidgeted with his phone. He felt furious when he remembered how sweetly she had smiled at that male employee this morning but he couldn't control...ental state, as if iron had turned into a melancholic softness that couldn't be disguised or faked. His appearance was truly heart-wrenching; Yan Luoxi felt sad for him too. He probably saw her as an...