"Creak—" The old-fashioned security door was gently pulled open.
Zhao Yaqian, wearing high heels, walked in with wobbly legs.
After changing into slippers and just reaching the living room, she saw He Liting, who was applying a face mask and looking at her phone.
She quickly tidied her messy hair and smiled, "Ting, you haven't gone to bed yet?"
"Tomorrow is the company's first live broadcast, and I need to be on camera. I have to prepare well."
"Oh, good luck then," Zhao Yaqian nodded and was about to head to her room.
Suddenly, He Liting spoke up, "You two didn't do that in the car, did you?"
"Ah!" Zhao Yaqian's face turned red instantly, "No…no, how could we? We just got together, it's still too soon."
Besides, it was her first time, it definitely had to be in a very romantic place, certainly not in a car.
"I'll go change my clothes first."
As she finished speaking, Zhao Yaqian hurried into the bedroom, leaned against the door, her heart still pounding in her ears.
