As his voice faded, his tall figure had already reached her side.
Yan Zao shook her head with a smile, "I'm not sleepy, I'll wait for you in your office."
The road to the office building was a cement path just wide enough for one vehicle, flanked by trees and low street lamps casting a warm yellow light, and the night was very peaceful.
The woman looked up, her face reflecting the lamp's light, making it appear exceptionally plump and translucent, and her curved lips smiled with a bright, gentle warmth. Lan Mu, upon seeing this, felt a surge of impulse.
He bent down and kissed the woman on her right cheek.
Then he straightened up, reverting to his aloof demeanor, "Okay."
He took a long stride ahead of Yan Zao.
Yan Zao, still not recovered from the sudden kiss by Lan Mu, lightly touched the spot where he had kissed her, dazed for a moment, her gaze following the tall figure of Lan Mu.
Her lips curved into a smile.
