When the two of them left the house, Fang Yuanyuan was still asleep.
Thinking of her terrible state last night, Xiang Wan did not want to disturb her. She left Yuanyuan a note on the dining table where she wrote a few sentences of comfort and followed Bai Muchuan out of the door.
She carried a laptop bag on her back while he pulled a large suitcase along.
The two of them went inside the lift and none of them said a word.
Xiang Wan looked up at the decreasing number. Her heart was gradually unable to stay calm and finally, before the lift arrived at the first floor, she turned to look at him.
"I don't have to send you off, do I?" She did not really like farewell scenes much, and she tried to keep her tone sound as relaxed as possible.
"You don't have to." Bai Muchuan returned a smile and placed a hand on her waist. "But I need to send you to work."
