Wu Pingyang thought that it was inconvenient because of how late it was. "Can you take me there tomorrow, then?"
Fan Shixin answered calmly, "We'll talk about it again next time."
Sensing that he was brushing her off, Wu Pingyang felt a little disgruntled. She did not dare to ask him about his salary either. She picked up the teacup and took a few sips of water before asking, "Why are you home so late? Where did you go?"
"I had something important to do. I'll be very busy in the next few days, so I won't be able to accompany you much."
A sullen expression formed on Wu Pingyang's face immediately. However, she tried her best to pretend to be understanding and said, "It's alright, work comes first."
After a while, Fan Shixin noticed that it was getting late and thus said, "I'll send you home now."
"Can I not leave yet? I want to stay with you."
Fan Shixin teased, "Aren't you afraid that I would do something bad to you?"
