Mo Siluo glanced sideways, looking toward the direction of the restroom with a thoughtful expression that no one could decipher.
Upon entering the restroom, Wen Wan immediately regretted it. The male god must be getting impatient, right? But, what to do?
After much consideration, Wen Wan suddenly remembered that Miss Chen had once given them Mo Siluo's mobile number, so...
"Mr. Mo, it's getting late. You should go back first. I'll just take a cab home later."
The alert tone for an incoming text sounded, and Mo Siluo took out his phone from his pocket. After checking it, he fell silent for a few seconds, then responded, "Send me a text when you get home."
Wen Wan was thrilled to receive Mo Siluo's reply. The man's response was clever, letting the woman mistakenly believe he had agreed. Thus, she lingered in the restroom for a few more minutes before leaving.
When she emerged, the male god was indeed gone, but the pretty nurse was still waiting there diligently.
