In Our Seventh Year of Building from Nothing, Liu Zhaoran Cheated on Me
Language: en
My resignation letter was halfway out of the printer when someone pushed open the office door. Evelyn walked in on seven-centimeter heels, tossed a document onto my desk, and ordered me around. “Ethan, redo this report.” She didn’t even look at me. She lowered her head and scrolled through her phone, a faint smile playing at the corners of her lips. I knew that smile. She had worn the same expression in college when she received a reply from Julian. Seven years had passed, and I had almost forgotten that she could show such a soft expression. It had simply never been for me. “Ms. Evelyn,”…