At the company's gala, Lin Yuexi wore a simple black evening gown, her beauty and grace drawing numerous gazes.
Lu Tingchen stood among the crowd, watching her converse with others, feeling an unexpected pang of discomfort in his heart.
"Mr. Lu, this is Zhao Yucheng, our competitor," Zhou Han introduced.
Zhao Yucheng's eyes scrutinized Lin Yuexi before turning to Lu Tingchen. "Mr. Lu, I've heard that Miss Lin is your capable assistant; you are truly enviable."
A sharp glint flashed in Lu Tingchen's eyes. "Lawyer Zhao is too kind; Lin Yuexi is indeed a talent."
After the gala concluded, Lu Tingchen took the initiative to offer Lin Yuexi a ride home. Inside the car, they sat in silence for a moment.
" Yuexi, you were outstanding tonight," Lu Tingchen broke the silence.
"Thank you, Mr. Lu," Lin Yuexi replied softly, her emotions complex.
Lu Tingchen parked in front of Lin Yuexi's apartment and turned to look at her. " Yuexi, I..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Yuexi had already opened the car door and hurriedly bid farewell.
Lu Tingchen watched her retreating figure, a surge of indescribable emotions welling up inside him.
As Lu Tingchen's company faced legal litigation, the atmosphere throughout the office grew tense and serious.
Lin Yuexi, as the core lawyer of the team, became the pillar of support with her intelligence and composure. She worked day and night preparing for the case, leaving no detail overlooked.
" Yuexi, this case is crucial for us," Lu Tingchen said in the office, his gaze revealing an unprecedented seriousness.
"I understand, Mr. Lu. I won't let the company down," Lin Yuexi's voice was resolute.
The day of the trial finally arrived. Standing in court, Lin Yuexi presented her arguments clearly and logically, causing opposing counsel Zhao Yucheng to falter at every turn.
Lu Tingchen sat in the audience, his gaze never leaving Lin Yuexi.
He noticed her professionalism; she felt different from before.
After the trial concluded, Lu Tingchen approached Lin Yuexi, his voice much softer. " Yuexi, you performed exceptionally well today."
Lin Yuexi looked up, her eyes shining with a mix of exhaustion and satisfaction.
"I just did what I was supposed to do."
Lu Tingchen gazed at her, a surge of unprecedented emotions rising within him. " Yuexi, I want to—"
Before he could finish his sentence, Lin Yuexi's phone suddenly rang, interrupting his words.
She answered the call, her expression changing dramatically. "What? I'll be there right away."
Hanging up, she turned to Lu Tingchen urgently. "Mr. Lu, I have an emergency. Can you take me to the hospital?"
Without asking further questions, Lu Tingchen started the car immediately. In the hospital corridor, Lin Yuexi waited anxiously. Su Wanqing sat on a bench, her face pale.
"Wanqing, how are you?" Lin Yuexi grasped her hand.
Su Wanqing managed a weak smile. "I'm fine, just a bit of low blood sugar."
Lu Tingchen stood behind them, watching Lin Yuexi's concerned demeanor, feeling a warm current in his heart.
In the past, she had cared for him in the same way.
Then her mother passed away, and she suddenly vanished from his life.
He searched the entire city but could not find any trace of her.
Now, seeing her again, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity and distance between them.
Her once shoulder-length hair had been cut into a neat short style, and the earrings she used to wear had been replaced with bold retro earrings.
He later learned that she had spent five years abroad.
Upon her return, she carried with her an even greater exotic flair.
In his wallet, he had kept a photo of the two of them.
At that time, he was busy with his homework when she insisted on taking a picture together, claiming it was her birthday and that she couldn't let anyone underestimate her.
She wanted to capture the moment, to have someone by her side to celebrate.
Unconsciously, he took out his wallet, and the photo slipped from his grasp.
On the back, it was elegantly inscribed in stylish calligraphy: "My Angel."
At that moment, as she turned around, she happened to notice the photo lying on the ground.
He hurriedly stepped on it to hide it, but it was too late; the photo flipped in the air a few times before landing face up.
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