Cheng Yanqing cast a cold gaze at Chi Cheng, betraying no emotion.
Shen Lan showed no change, simply saying, "No need, I can go back on my own."
But as soon as she stepped off the stairs, raindrops hit her body. Soon after, the rain poured down relentlessly. Shen Lan's face darkened, "Damn, how did it start raining so soon?"
"So, let us give you a ride, Miss Shen. Although the rain isn't heavy now, it's definitely going to get worse." Chi Cheng gloated in the background.
Still, Shen Lan shook her head, silently pulling out an umbrella from her bag. "I had the foresight to bring an umbrella."
Chi Cheng wanted to persuade her again, but a glance from Cheng Yanqing silenced him. He silently watched Shen Lan's retreating figure and the slightly disappointed look on Cheng Yanqing's face.
Sigh, he was more anxious than the emperor himself. Nevertheless, if President Cheng could not swallow his pride, then so be it.
