"Thank you, but someone is already coming to pick me up." Hai Lan slipped on her high heels, donned her large sunglasses, and walked away without looking back.
Wen Jingheng didn't mind and followed her downstairs.
However, once they exited the restaurant, the car Hai Lan had called for hadn't arrived yet.
"You all go ahead, the person picking me up will be here in a few minutes," Hai Lan said after she took a phone call.
"I'll stay here with her and wait; you all can go," Wen Jingheng added.
Fine, if they didn't leave now, they'd just be third wheels.
The others tactfully went on their way, and Hai Lan could certainly see the affection Wen Jingheng held for her.
From behind her sunglasses, she glanced at him and said, "Mr. Wen, you can leave, too. There's no need to keep me company."
Wen Jingheng calmly opened the car door, and under the streetlights, he smiled with a touch of scholarly grace, "I can leave, but how about you come with me instead?"
