A gentle breeze blows, and the water stays still.
Yang Qingfeng should have lived a peaceful, uneventful life, just like her name. But things didn’t go as planned, and the grudges of the previous generation shattered the calm surface after all.
The young heiress fell in love with a junior police officer at first sight and pursued him relentlessly, but perhaps their ending really was, “Carry a torch against the wind, and set yourself ablaze.”
Scene One
“Am I being presumptuous, or just dreaming with my eyes open?”
“What do you expect me to do? What can I do? Watch you personally send them to prison, then give you a commendation pennant and thank you for ridding the people of evil?”
“There’s no chance for us anymore. There hasn’t been since then.”
Scene Two
“Something came up at work. I can’t get away.” Tu Mingchuan swallowed, his voice a little hoarse. After explaining, he turned to leave. “Come on, there’s still work to do at the station.”
Starting today, he was unwanted all over again.
I promise to update a chapter tomorrow.