——"I'll take you home."
——"No need, I'll go home by myself."
"I was wrong, okay? Don't be angry anymore, hm?"
Lu Sangning's call hadn't gone through when she turned and saw the person she was looking for coming out, holding Ye Zhenzhen's hand.
The man, who was always noble and indifferent, had a gentle and doting expression on his handsome face at that moment—an expression she had never seen before.
Ye Zhenzhen paused in her steps, her eyelids flickered, capturing the emotions that flitted across Lu Sangning's face.
Lu Sangning put her phone back in her bag, striding forward, "Brother Jinze!"
The tenderness at the bottom of Song Jinze's eyes faded, and he coldly glanced at Lu Sangning without speaking.
Lu Sangning automatically ignored the man's cold look, smiled calmly, and then lifted the document bag in her hand toward Song Jinze.
"Brother Jinze, I've come tonight on behalf of President Li from Zhiyuan. If it's convenient for you, let's talk."
President Li?
