Throughout the journey, both of them were in good spirits.
Jiang Ye glanced in the rearview mirror and asked,
"Haven't had your medicine yet?"
"Yep," Lu Jing replied without even lifting his eyelids.
"So, going home tonight?"
Home?
Upon hearing this, Lu Jing's gaze shifted from the car window back to the man driving next to him, casting a scrutinizing look.
Cough.
The man coughed uncomfortably twice under the stare.
"There's no need for that trouble, just call a delivery or express service."
The convenience of domestic delivery services was unmatched; there was simply no need to make a fuss.
But Lu Jing, having lived overseas for six years, knew this. How could Jiang Ye not know?
It was clear that the captain was trying to covertly lure him home.
However, Doctor Lu was not cooperative and ruthlessly rejected the idea.
Tsk tsk.
Someone had sneakily calculated their moves, but alas...
Sure enough, there was a slight twitch on his face,
"Fine!"
