After chatting with Zhu Yawen, Lu Qingyi returned to the apartment. It was getting late, and the lights were on in the apartment.
As Lu Qingyi opened the door, Xu Boyan was working on the sofa, his fingers tapping on the keyboard, occasionally glancing towards the door.
"Little one, you're back?"
The moment Xu Boyan saw the door open, he showed a gentle smile.
When Lu Qingyi had not yet returned, he had already prepared dinner and waited, without calling to rush her.
Because Xu Boyan knew, once Lu Qingyi said she would come back, she definitely would, and if something happened, she would give him a call or send a message.
"Hmm, have you been waiting for long?"
Lu Qingyi looked at the time and asked. She should have come back earlier if she was not chatting with Zhu Yawen.
It's indeed a bit rude to have kept Xu Boyan waiting for so long.
"No, I just finished cooking."
Xu Boyan got up from the sofa, his voice was adorably gentle.
