Can I Stay At Your Place

The night breeze blew the window curtains from time to time, the cold seeping into the apartment. It was quiet and only the sounds of the cat purring could be heard.

Fu Tinghao was seated in his study. He was behind his work desk and there were heaps of documents in front of him. He held the fountain pen between his fingers as he scrapped on the documents. His hand movement was quite swift.

It was a beautiful scene as the man was focused on what he was doing. It is said that men are the most handsome when they are working seriously.

It was quite befitting for the man. He had a tall figure so when he sat behind the desk, he was even taller than it. He also seemed casual yet serious as he worked. He was also putting on gold trim gold-rimmed that hung against his nose bridge. He looked like an ancient scholar.