Lin Zhiyue, who was abandoned in an orphanage since childhood, is a top all-around scientist in the last days.
She has mental power and her own space.
One moment she was still strugglin...
A breeze blew by, ruffling the hair by her ears.
Mu Siwen stared at Lin Zhiyue, his eyes full of tenderness and affection, and whispered: "Okay, go in, you can contact me if you have any questions."
Lin Zhiyue nodded, turned around and walked into the yard with brisk steps.
Mu Siwen stood beside the car, his eyes following her back.
Lin Zhiyue's figure gradually walked away and gradually merged into the Chinese Academy of Sciences.
Not until Lin Zhiyue's back completely disappeared did Mu Siwen retract his gaze, raised his hand and gently closed the passenger door, walked around to the driver's seat, and got in the car.
He started the car, drove away slowly, and finally disappeared at the end of the street.
With a heart full of warmth, Lin Zhiyue walked briskly into the laboratory building.
The warm yellow light in the corridor poured down, contrasting with the joyful atmosphere around her.
Before she even reached her workstation, she was surrounded by her sharp-eyed colleagues.
Grandpa Zhao, who had gray hair and wore a pair of black-framed glasses, was the first to squeeze through the crowd. With a kind smile on his face and a hint of curiosity in his eyes, he asked with concern, "Girl Zhiyue, who was the man who sent you back just now? He looked very handsome!"
Lin Zhiyue's cheeks flushed slightly, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously. She responded in a brisk tone: "Grandpa Zhao, he is also my brother. The temperature dropped today, so he specially brought me some clothes."
There was a slight murmur among the crowd, and everyone's eyes were filled with envy.
Lin Zhiyue responded politely while trying to walk towards her workstation, but along the way, she kept getting inquiries.