After sending the message, Hua Ying held her phone in her arms, waiting with anticipation.
When she heard her phone vibrate again, she couldn't wait to open it.
"I believe you."
Hua Ying's nose tingled with emotion as she stared at those five simple words, deeply touched.
For her, every single word of his reply was of great significance.
She looked up at that man high above her, willingly submitting to him, even though she knew he was an existence yearning for, yet out of her reach—none of that could stop her desire to follow him to the end.
Thinking of Lu Mian's gaze and the current situation at the office, Hua Ying immediately replied.
"Sir, may I call upon someone?"
"You may."
The image of that man, sitting on a high seat and surveying them with narrowed eyes, immediately came to Hua Ying's mind.
She put away her phone and made a decision on the spot.
For that "trust," she would not allow any failure on her part.
Moreover...