Her photos, pictures he never had.

Lin Yue looked at Han Zaixing, and she clearly saw Han Zaixing's changes.

He is not a calm and rational boss, nor a gentle genius violinist who used to be gentle and elegant, but an ordinary man who was extremely painfully tortured by missing his beloved wife.

Han Zaixing at this moment is real.

Lin Yue no longer felt the alienation of Han Zaixing, but she would rather feel the alienation of Han Zaixing.

Because such pain is too tormenting.

Lin Yue lowered his head and did not dare to look at Han Zaixing. She felt deep self-blame and guilt in her heart.

I shouldn’t talk about Sister Lin, and I shouldn’t talk about Sister Lin so selfless.

If you suffer, just be in pain. Don’t let others suffer with you.

Han Zaixing looked at the person in the photo. He was excited and angry, but more so, thankful.

Fortunately, she still has traces elsewhere, and he can still see her different appearance.

Han Zaixing's emotions gradually stabilized, and the surging wave, at this moment, saw the people in the photo gradually returned to peace.

In his eyes, Lin Yue didn't see the infatuation, deep love and gentleness that Lin Yue didn't see.

This is the only one belonging to Lin Lian.

No one wants to have it.

The breath in the presidential room was quiet, and all the sounds seemed to be gone at this time.

What remains is quiet tranquility and the lingering love of time.

Lin Yue's heart seemed to be drifting away in this tranquility.

Suddenly.

“Woo woo…”

The cell phone vibrates.

Lin Yue looked up and looked at Han Zaixing's cell phone in his hand.

But soon, she turned her gaze and looked at the cell phone placed on her desk.

It’s not that her cell phone rang, it’s that Han Zaixing.

Lin Yue lowered his head.

All the tenderness in Han Zaixing's eyes disappeared, at the moment when the phone vibrated.

He passed all the photos from Lin Yue’s phone to his phone, and he passed them away as long as it was Lin Liang’s.

On the desk, there was a constant whimpering vibrating sound.

Lin Yue listened to the sound. It was obvious that the sound was not long, but because no one answered it, it seemed that it had been ringing for a long time.

She felt nervous and anxious when she heard it.

Han Zaixing passed the photos and looked at Lin Yue, "Is there anything else besides the photos?"

At this moment, Han Zaixing returned to his previous recovery and was in love with the president.

Lin Yue was stunned and looked up, "No, no more."

After saying that, something passed through her mind and said, "Yes, there is a video of Sister Lin."

Han Zaixing narrowed his eyes, "Where is it?"

“In my mailbox.”

Han Zaixing clicked on the email address, Lin Yue quickly told the time, Han Zaixing found it and sent it to his email address.

“Is there any more?”

Lin Yue waved his hand, "No more, Mr. Han."

Han Zaixing gave her the phone, "Follow this design draft."

"OK."

Han Zaixing, who was alienated, cold and had no feelings, appeared in front of Lin Yue. It seemed that the previous changes were all Lin Yue's illusion.

But Lin Yue knew, no.

Lin Yue took the phone and took away the design draft.

After the design draft is approved, the next step is to follow it.

She will be very busy.

The door of the presidential room closed, and the huge presidential room became very big in an instant.

Han Zaixing looked at the closed door and picked up his cell phone.

The vibration has stopped and a missed call is displayed on the screen.

Han Zaixing clicked on the missed call and called back.

"Okay, et, she should have told your grandfather about the situation of this medicine."
Chapter completed!