The entry was short and filtered but spoke of innumerable admiration and love, Lu Sheng, for a brief second, doubted if it really was Qin Yue's diary because she never took any initiative to praise or admire him, not even once. There was even a time when An Zihao called her 'pathologically unromantic' and even got beaten up to pulp by her. To be true, she truly was pathetic in terms of love! It had always been him who took the lead, he was not a romantic egg either but to make her happy he took special classes from An Zihao and mastered the art but she never made any kind of initiative to do sweet things to him or praise him in private, let alone public. As for Lu Sheng, he didn't mind it. He loved her for what she was, he never looked forward to be showered with sugar coated words. He was satisfied as long as she reciprocated the love he had for her.

That night, Lu Sheng, like the previous night, had to pour alcohol down his throat to sleep.  The next day, Lu Sheng woke up with a splitting headache; maybe it was the influence of the overbearing alcohol or maybe the messy decisions he had been struggling with. Lu Sheng didn't have a good night sleep as her diary, her entries, her saddened face kept coming back to his mind like some movie; he was practically up all night thinking about what he should do. There were even times when, out of frustration, he smoked a bit to ease his tightened heart. His mind during those hours of struggles kept floating around her; getting her job snatched away, getting her life dumped must be really hard for her. Lu Sheng truly hated himself for being so fickle; his brain and his heart were in a constant war which tarnish

When Lu Sheng exited the cosmetics section he was ready to go back home but a thought suddenly struck his mind. He had bought a whole bunch of cosmetics, was it enough? Even though he had spent a lot of money on it but still cosmetics were not worthy of being show- casted. To be true, they weren't that expensive! Anyone would afford it...  Will she be happy with it? Or would she think him to be a miser? No, cosmetics were not enough... He had to buy something else too! He was not ready to give it a chance or leave any ropes untied this time. It had to be perfect even if it cost all his fortune. Lu Sheng thought about the second gift which was mentioned in the articles- bags. He didn't give it a second thought as he directly took large strides towards the bag section.

The next day, Lu Sheng went to the company as always. Sitting in his cabin he switched to the television to watch her live interview. She looked more fresh and active than yesterday, she was tactfully answering the reporters. But the happy interview went downhill as someone raised the topic of her changing companies. The pen which danced between his fingers stopped as he looked up to concentrate on the screen; through the screen Lu Sheng witnessed the change in reaction on her face.  She seemed to have spaced out, totally ignoring the questions that were being thrown at her. Lu Sheng knew what she was up to, she was remembering the evening when he molested her. A fair hint of anger and frustration combined with guilt surfaced his face making the air around him drop by a few degrees. The situation seemed to go out of control when Li Jin suddenly stepped in and op

Lu Sheng elegantly picked up the phone, as he thought the renovation work was completed and the house was ready to be presented. Lu Sheng replied with a grunt before hanging up the phone. He called Chen Han and asked him to take care of the bill. The renovation agency sent him few pictures of the renovated home; the shady white curtains were replaced with purple one, the color which she liked the most. The walls were white with her images beautifully arranged. The sofa set were purple too which fit perfectly in the hall. The bedroom was arranged as per his order, a whole room was turned into a walk in closet which were brimmed up with the neatly arranged accessories that he had bought the other day. The balcony had a garden with plants of orchids and lilies as she wished them to be. Inside a room in the ground floor sat a gigantic white piano which she liked to play.