After dinner, Mr. Fang courteously saw Zhuang Liu and the others out.
Xiao Mo drove Tan Rou home. This time, he remembered the previous lesson; the car was neither suspiciously slow nor too fast. However, he still deliberately lingered, giving Zhuang Liu and Tan Rou their final moments together.
Tan Rou had solved a big problem at school, met Old Master Lu, and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner. The day had been particularly fulfilling, and she felt completely satisfied.
Although Tan Rou was accustomed to maintaining a stoic expression, she inadvertently let slip a small, contented smile, like a cat enjoying being stroked.
Zhuang Liu looked at Tan Rou with fondness. "Remember to message me if you need anything. And don't wait too long to get in touch, but don't worry about me either. Make sure you get some rest," he said.
Tan Rou nodded casually. "I know, you've told me many times before—I get it."
