September 7, 11:53 PM.
In the elevator, Xu Qingyan's face was devoid of emotion. Watching the numbers inside the elevator rapidly decline like a countdown, at this hour he ought to have been getting ready to wash up.
Exiting the lobby of the building on the first floor, it had just rained. The roads in the residential area were deserted, and the streetlights were dim.
Three minutes later, Xu Qingyan saw her car parked by the roadside, its tires on the wet pavement.
Pei Muchan sat in the driver's seat, wearing a black mask that revealed only her attractive eyes.
She was draped in a coffee-colored trench coat, her hair casually tied up, as she turned her head and quietly stared at him for a while. Xu Qingyan had the impression, perhaps mistakenly, that he saw a hint of grievance in her eyes.
"Not happy to see me?"
"No, I was just about to go to bed," Xu Qingyan walked around to the other side and opened the driver's door, "I'll drive. The underground garage is at the west gate."
