Qiao Zhaoyue smiled, turned to Ji Mingcheng, and said, "Senior, we'll be leaving first. Be careful on your way."
"Yeah, I'll pay attention to safety. Bye." Ji Mingcheng waved his hand and then left.
It wasn't until the car disappeared into the night that Gu Qinghuan sighed in relief. She pulled Qiao Zhaoyue to sit on the sofa.
"That really scared me to death. If your man had seen us, it would have been troublesome..."
Gu Qinghuan began to chatter away.
Qiao Zhaoyue couldn't help but laugh, "Let's eat first."
As she spoke, Qiao Zhaoyue started to sort the vegetables and meat she had bought, preparing to make hotpot.
While eating hotpot, the two sat in the living room feeling somewhat bored, so they took out the laptop and played games while eating. Time passed by every minute, and it wasn't until past eight that they finished tidying up.
