The luckiest thing that ever happened to Su Wanwan was probably the day she stumbled into Lu Zhiheng's arms.
There was the fresh scent of cedar, the tenderness he couldn't hide in his lowered gaze, and the sudden, runaway beat of her heart.
She thought it was just a chance encounter, but on her first day as an intern, she discovered that the man who made her blush and set her heart racing was none other than her direct supervisor: Lu Zhiheng, founder of Starbeam Design.
Rumor had it he was aloof, abstinent, and cold-hearted. He routinely sent designs back for ten revisions, and even the interns avoided him.
But Su Wanwan found that Mr. Lu seemed a little different.
When she stayed up late revising designs, the light in his office always stayed on even later, and a cup of warm milk would quietly appear on her desk.
When a difficult client gave her a hard time, he would appear without a fuss and get her out of trouble in just a few words, adding, "She's mine. No one else gets to lecture her."
When she fretted over a complicated design, he would lean in close, his warm breath brushing her ear, and patiently explain until she understood.
Su Wanwan covered her burning cheeks and whispered, "Mr. Lu, do you think you might feel something special for me?"
Lu Zhiheng raised his eyes. The coolness in them melted away, leaving only a tenderness that wouldn't fade. "Yes. I especially want to whisk you home and make you my personal designer for life."
It turned out that from the moment their eyes met in the hallway, he hadn't been a "wall" she had accidentally collided with. He had been waiting there all along, gentle and warm.
The evening breeze had finally blown into the embrace of the blazing sun. From then on, every season had you in it, and sweetness filled my eyes.
