At this moment, Mu Chengxi's gaze was also fixed intensely on Wen Xin. He didn't want her to go alone, but Wen Xin had already assured him she would return safely.
He couldn't help her directly and didn't want to be a burden either.
"Don't worry, the old fox can't do anything to me," Wen Xin reassured, handing her backpack through the window to Wales. She waved to them and then signaled the driver to leave.
After seeing Moore's car off, Wen Xin and Chu Yunxuan squatted by the roadside, each holding a cup of milk tea.
"Boss, what are we waiting for? It's getting late, and it'll be dark soon," Chu Yunxuan remarked, looking at the distant sunset. It had been a long time since she had calmly watched the sky like this.
Wen Xin took a sip of her milk tea and smiled. "What's the rush? The old man has a habit of taking afternoon naps. It's best to wait until he wakes up for a pleasant conversation."
