Both of them headed towards the elevator, aiming for the underground parking garage.
Luo Xiaoqian, afraid of falling behind, rushed. Her shoelace, flung loose in her haste, got stepped on, causing her to lurch forward uncontrollably. Fortunately, her hand managed to grab Leng Zimo's arm in time, preventing her from falling.
"I'm...I'm so sorry!"
As she turned to face Leng Zimo, she hurriedly apologized.
Noticing her loose shoelace, Leng Zimo handed her the folder he was carrying.
"Hold this!"
Hold this, hold that, what's the big deal!
Luo Xiaoqian muttered under her breath, hugging the bulky folder with both arms, intending to move forward. To her surprise, Leng Zimo had already squatted down in front of her.
Looking down in confusion, she saw that he had taken hold of her loose shoelace and neatly tied it into a beautiful bow.
Watching Leng Zimo crouching before her, Luo Xiaoqian was utterly flummoxed.
What's up with the tyrant today, did he take the wrong medication?!
