Lai Qinghuan's lips curled up into an ambiguous smile, "Sorry, I was so focused on work that I zoned out for a moment."
The handsome man known as Mr. Quan smiled faintly, his arm reaching over the table and covering her hand that rested on the tabletop.
Gently caressing, "Miss Lai really is hard to pursue. It took so much effort to get you to agree to a date, and you're still thinking about work."
"It's not a date, just a meal to get to know each other, that's all." Lai Qinghuan withdrew her hand calmly, and with a light smile said, "It seems Mr. Quan has misunderstood something. There's no need for this meal, then. I'll take my leave first."
She got up to leave.
Mr. Quan stood up, calling out to her retreating figure, "Are you playing me?!"
Lai Qinghuan didn't say a word and left quickly.
Soon after, Mr. Quan also departed.
......
Hospital.
Ji Qingxin had been waiting for over three hours before Mu Jingxi returned.
He carried a serving of porridge that had gone cold.
