What was going on today, everyone was heading to the bar, first Qin Miaoke, and now He Qianhui.
But Zhang Hao still pressed this question in his heart and didn't ask it aloud.
"Why haven't you gone back so late?"
He Qianhui had purposely chosen a quiet spot, much quieter than near the dance floor at least.
"I had already gone back, but my colleague said this client was a bit tough to handle, so they called me out again to come here and have some fun."
"That client was just taken away by a beauty, so I excused myself under the pretext of going to the bathroom to give you a call, lest you miss me."
Although the camera's view was limited, it wasn't hard to tell that He Qianhui must be dressed to attract attention tonight.
"After you finish up later, hurry back and take a hot bath, then have a comfortable sleep—you've had a tough time with this business trip."
Even though he spoke of it being tough, Zhang Hao didn't say a word about quitting the job so he could support her.
