The entire courtroom was silent, only the sound of An Lan's high heels tapping on the floor could be heard as she walked towards the witness stand.
Click, click, click.
Each sound felt like something was heavily striking Ye Qinghao's heart.
He stared at her, but An Lan dared not meet his eyes, looking straight ahead, step by step, with her back straightened, she approached the witness stand.
In a daze, Ye Qinghao even realized that An Lan was truly very beautiful.
She just usually wore work clothes, without makeup, coupled with her cold demeanor, which always made people overlook her appearance.
He had actually already made up his mind.
Once this matter was over, he would confess his feelings to An Lan.
These past few days, being locked up in the detention center, with nothing to keep him busy, gave him more time to think. He then realized that the person he most hoped would visit him was not his family, but An Lan.
And how much he hoped for her,
He now felt that hopeless.
