The umpteenth time Lin Wan stole a glance at Shen Xubai during a family banquet, she never imagined that the aloof, cold-hearted CEO had three scrapbooks about her hidden in his study drawer. They held everything from a photo of her winning an essay prize in her first year of college to a financial commentary she published during her internship last year, spanning five whole years.
As the uncle of her best friend, Shen Jiayi, Shen Xubai had always been an elder in Lin Wan’s eyes. He was eight years older than her and always wore an immaculate suit. He barely spoke, except to offer a quiet, “She’s still young,” whenever her relatives pressured her to marry. Lin Wan thought he was simply a protective uncle, never knowing that every time he said those words, he went out to the balcony and smoked half a cigarette, trying to suppress the bitterness surging in his heart.
