Minji couldn't ignore it anymore.
That feeling.
That uneasiness.
It stayed.
She sat at her desk.
Files open.
But her focus—
Elsewhere.
"…Man Ning…" she whispered.
The name felt unfamiliar.
Yet—
Heavy.
She opened the company records.
Scrolled slowly.
Details.
Achievements.
Everything perfect.
Too perfect.
"…No past?" she frowned.
Almost nothing.
Like she appeared out of nowhere.
Minji leaned back.
"…Who are you…" she murmured.
Meanwhile—
Man Ning worked as usual.
Focused.
Calm.
But her pen—
Paused.
For no reason.
Her thoughts drifted again.
To him.
"…This is getting annoying," she muttered.
She closed the file.
Took a breath.
At the same time—
Shen Yan stood in a meeting.
People talking.
Numbers discussed.
But his attention—
Not there.
"…Sir?" someone called.
He blinked.
"Yes."
"…Your decision?"
A pause.
Then—
"Approved."
Simple.
But even he knew—
He wasn't focused.
Later—
Minji walked into his office.
"Sir," she said.
Shen Yan looked up.
"What is it?"
Minji hesitated.
"…About Man Ning," she said.
His gaze sharpened slightly.
"What about her?"
Minji stepped forward.
"…Do you feel something strange?" she asked.
Silence.
Shen Yan didn't answer immediately.
"…Define strange," he said.
Minji looked at him.
"Like you've seen her before…"
A pause.
"…But you know you haven't."
The room went quiet.
Shen Yan's expression didn't change.
But his eyes—
Slightly darker.
"…Focus on your work," he said.
Cold.
Ending the topic.
Minji nodded.
But she knew—
That wasn't a denial.
That night—
Minji stood alone.
"…I need to know the truth," she whispered.
Even if she didn't know—
What truth she was searching for.
👉 Some truths don't hide forever.
👉 They wait… until someone starts looking.