Five years ago, at the graduation ceremony, Lu Zeyan, the most celebrated senior at A University, confessed his feelings in front of everyone. In front of the entire school, Su Wan gave him the words, “I’m sorry. I don’t like you.”
Five years later, she passed the civil service exam and was assigned to a new post. The newly appointed secretary of the subdistrict Party Working Committee was named Lu Zeyan.
A 30-year-old division-level official, born into a wealthy family, and known for his iron fist. He was the last person she wanted to run into.
On her first day at work, she bumped into him and sent her documents flying into his arms.
She thought he would sneer, mock her, or humiliate her.
Instead, he simply bent down to pick up the file marked “Su Wan,” his fingers pausing for a moment.
From then on, she became his dedicated liaison.
When her paperwork was subpar, he personally helped her revise it. When she worked late into the night, he brought her “almost-expired” cookies, the tips of his ears quietly turning red.
She told herself not to read too much into it. He was her superior. He was just being polite.
Until one day, she noticed that all the milk on her desk had been made that very day.
It turned out that for five years, he had been loving her in the most awkward, secretive way.
But he still didn’t know that her rejection all those years ago had concealed a secret she could never tell.
Her father was the driver who had run over his mother.
And ever since she was nineteen, she had carried that guilt, living in a corner of his world he could never see.
When the truth finally comes to light
will he choose to forgive her, or walk away?
The workplace scene is still very real