It was midnight when Mu Yuchen took the lift and went downstairs after he left the room.
Midnight in New York was charming as ever. The city was still crowded with people even though it was late at night.
Mu Yuchen stood by the club staircase as he straightened his slightly creased shirt. His expression was calm, but there were some signs of frustration in his eyes.
He was missing his woman at home, especially at a time like this.
He raised his head and looked at the colorful neon lights while his mind went numb for a moment. After a while, he walked down the staircase and passed the yellow street lamps to see Li Si and the others were waiting beside the car.
"The night has just started. It's not like you to leave so early." Zhou Zimo's voice reached him from behind, a cheeky undertone coloring his voice.
