Lu Ming looked deeply at Ji Sang, his brows furrowing upon noticing the beads of sweat on her forehead.
Silence began to spread across the office. Ji Sang didn't speak, just sitting there, waiting for Lu Ming's response.
Just when she thought she would never get an answer, Lu Ming suddenly turned his head to look out the window, his gaze distant.
"For someone."
Ji Sang's eyes and eyebrows twitched slightly, and she carefully asked,
"...Who?"
Lu Ming smiled faintly, stood up, walked to the window, but did not answer.
However, this was the first time Ji Sang saw such a despondent Lu Ming.
For whom?
Seeing Lu Ming's expression, it seemed the person he did this for must have been a victim during some unknown event years ago.
A missing child?
Even though Ji Sang knew her questions might involve private matters, she couldn't suppress her desire to seek the truth.
She desperately wanted to know about what happened back then.
