After getting in the car, Su Zixi fixed her gaze on him, full of intensity.
He Jingyao, as if oblivious, calmly picked up his laptop, placed it on his thighs, opened it, and started checking emails.
Su Zixi leaned over to look at emails with him, finally convinced that he was indeed just dealing with work.
Young Master He managed a multitude of tasks daily, yet he never seemed too busy to pay attention to her. Watching the speed at which he browsed his emails, Su Zixi realized just how astonishing his efficiency was.
As the number of unread emails steadily decreased, Su Zixi asked again, "Jingyao, why did you come to see me last night?"
He Jingyao freed one hand to ruffle her hair, "Don't disturb."
Su Zixi frowned in frustration and straightened up, pulling out her phone to check messages.
From the corner of his eye, He Jingyao caught a glimpse of her dissatisfied profile and the corners of his mouth curved up slightly.
