After the bath.
Tang Feng didn't linger in the studio any longer.
Han Bing was still at the clinic.
If nothing had happened between him and Han Bing, and she was just there to oversee him on behalf of Old Master Han, he wouldn't have given a damn about her feelings.
But now, as darkness fell and dinner time approached, leaving Han Bing alone at the clinic seemed somewhat improper.
Before long.
Tang Feng drove back to the clinic.
Entering the clinic.
Tang Feng saw Sun Ying standing quaintly in front of the reception desk.
The whole first floor, the floors, tables, chairs, were all tidied up, spotless and dust-free.
He had given Sun Ying some days off while the clinic was closed.
He hadn't informed Sun Ying of his return today.
Seeing Sun Ying there was somewhat unexpected.
At this moment.
Seeing that look of surprise on Sun Ying's pretty face was like watching a little wife happily greet her man coming home.
A gentle smile spread across Tang Feng's face.
