The next morning, when I got up, it had started to snow here in Jingzhou too. Everything outside the Yue Residence Complex was a blanket of white.
After getting ready and dressed, I headed downstairs. The snow was quite thick, but something felt odd - wherever I went, it seemed to start snowing.
I made my way to the law firm. Wang Qingqing had already cleaned up the office and prepared tea – just the perfect temperature.
She had also sorted out the records of the visiting clients and placed them neatly on the desk for me to review immediately upon sitting down.
The font and spacing were all to my liking, those particular preferences of mine.
You might not notice these things on a regular day, but any little change would provoke a strong reaction.
Anyway, I've come to realize that unless I'm out working on a case, staying at Tengda is unthinkable without Wang Qingqing.
