However, when he returned to the first floor, there was no graceful figure of a woman outside.
Had she gone back up?
He frowned, feeling somewhat headachy.
So why had he earlier argued with her and insisted on going up alone?
He hadn't even opened the car door for her.
Really...
A surge of irritable restlessness emerged in his chest, and he stretched his hand to tug at his tie, preparing to go back up.
Just then, before he re-entered, the sound of high heels tapping came from behind him.
Yu Yanshen subconsciously looked back and saw Yao Qing walking in from the darkness outside.
In the early spring weather, she was dressed very lightly. Her fair calves were exposed as she walked, and her skin shone white in the foyer lights, as if glowing.
His gaze travelled up from her ankles, rising until the absurdity of the morning returned to his mind.
