"I'll surely come back before the hickeys vanish," Fu Hang stated.
When Shen Yan heard him say it, she couldn't help but laugh. She pushed the suitcase out with Fu Hang without hesitation after opening the door.
"Are you sick of me already?" Fu Hang asked as he dragged the suitcase to the door and pretended to whine.
Shen Yan leaned against the door, her gaze falling on Fu Hang's face. "It's getting late," she said hurriedly. "You should have gone downstairs sooner. I believe Secretary Lin has been waiting for you for quite some time!"
Her ears turned slightly crimson when she realized Fu Hang had no intention of leaving. "Okay, I'll miss you," she added.
"All right, I'm leaving," Fu Hang remarked contentedly.
"Yes, yes. Hurry up and go!"
Fu Hang was carrying his suitcase to the elevator when Shen Yan nodded. After he entered the elevator, she locked the door and returned to her room.
