Ji Wei's eyes quietly gazed at Mo Qian. It was only at this moment that she realized his face seemed even more gaunt than before.
A wave of heartache swept through her chest. Instinctively, she reached out and held the man's hand. Her other hand slowly lifted, gently caressing his lean and refined face. Her voice trembled unconsciously: "Mo Qian, have you been working too hard lately? You've lost so much weight."
She ultimately didn't dare to ask outright.
Mo Qian froze, something flickered fleetingly in his deep eyes.
Before he could respond, the woman leaned into his chest, her small face pressed tightly against the spot above his heart. Listening to Mo Qian's strong and steady heartbeat, Ji Wei's emotions gradually calmed down.
"I'm sorry. During this time, you have been taking care of me while simultaneously managing the company. You must be exhausted. And yet I was being petty with you back then, failing to ease your burden…"
