"I'm off."
Shen Dang gently flicked Qiao Xi's forehead.
Qiao Xi glared at the culprit before her. Itchy hands, huh?
Shen Dang gave her an innocent smile, then wrapped an arm around her shoulders and led her away.
Su Tutu also pulled Sheng Chao by the hand, "Husband, let's go home too, I really don't want to see certain people."
"Mhm."
The doting President Sheng naturally followed his wife's lead.
The four of them entered the elevator together and then headed to their respective homes.
"Are you hungry? How about some late-night snacks?"
Shen Dang drove along the road, the streetlights cast alternating shadows and lights inside the car, and he turned to ask Qiao Xi.
"A bit," Qiao Xi, looking at her phone, replied, "but I don't want to eat out."
The light cast a delicate face of hers into a mix of shadow and glow, radiating an ethereal charm.
His ex-wife was really very beautiful, Shen Dang spoke softly, "Then shall we go home?"
