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Chapter 300 Xie Changyan's Explanation

Chapter 300 Xie Changyan Explains

However, Xie Changyan knew exactly what was going on.

There seems to be an innate tacit understanding between Duan Yujing and Li Yan, like two perfectly fitting locks, with a unique attraction between them.

He had already guessed that Li Yan might have mistaken him for someone else at first.

After all, he and Duan Yujing bear some resemblance.

Xie Changyan sighed inwardly, as if trying to blow away the inappropriate feelings in his heart.

He tried to make his expression look relaxed and at ease, forcing a weak smile, like a sliver of sunlight barely piercing through the clouds in winter.

He cleared his throat, breaking the slightly awkward silence.

"Miss Li Yan, are you aware that Duan Yujing has been acting a bit strange lately?"

Xie Changyan tried his best to make his voice sound natural, but he still couldn't help avoiding Li Yan's gaze and looking at an art painting hanging on the wall next to him.

Li Yan was tapping the rim of her coffee cup with her fingers, feeling somewhat dejected, her thoughts drifting away.

Upon hearing Xie Changyan mention Duan Yujing, she was like someone who had suddenly seen the dawn in the darkness; her eyes lit up instantly, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

She leaned forward quickly, her hands unconsciously clasped together, her eyes fixed on Xie Changyan, and said eagerly, "Mr. Xie, I'm just wondering about his condition."

"You don't know, I haven't seen him for so many days. Sending him messages is like throwing stones into the sea; there's no reply at all."

Her brows furrowed slightly, and her face was full of worry.

Xie Changyan picked up the coffee cup in front of him, took a small sip, and the warm coffee slid down his throat, but it did not dispel the complicated emotions in his heart.

He put down his cup, crossed his hands on the table, and unconsciously tapped his fingers lightly on the surface, as if he was thinking about how to phrase his words.

"Yu Jing, he's been incredibly busy lately."

Xie Changyan began to speak, his eyes fixed on the table, as if recalling Duan Yujing's busy appearance.

"His company recently took on several large projects, which are like insurmountable mountains, making it hard for people to breathe."

He spends every day in the office staring at piles of documents and data, and his eyes are practically turning into panda eyes from lack of sleep.

The last time I went to his office, I saw that his hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot, he had lost a lot of weight, and he looked exhausted.

But you know his personality; he does things like a perfectionist artist, not wanting to overlook any small detail, which is why he's so exhausted.

Li Yan listened quietly, her eyes gradually dimming as Xie Changyan spoke, like a once bright lamp whose brightness was slowly dimmed.

Her once straight back slowly bent down, and she looked like a skeleton that had lost its support, becoming somewhat listless.

She sighed softly, the sound as light as a feather falling, carrying endless disappointment.

"Oh, I see. No wonder he's been ignoring me."

Her voice was a little hoarse, her eyes were full of disappointment, and her lips trembled slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress her emotions.

Meanwhile, Duan Yujing was strolling alone on the street outside the coffee shop.

His mood was in turmoil today, and Li Yan's face kept appearing in his mind, but he didn't know how to face her.

Without realizing it, he had walked outside the coffee shop.

Through the bright, mirror-like glass window, Duan Yujing immediately spotted Li Yan and Xie Changyan inside the store.