The night view grew darker, the stars became clearer, and the lights of the forbidden city turned brighter, while the flames from the burning candles on the table danced higher.
Time was everlasting while waiting, and Lu Jinnian started to throb with anxiety. Eventually, they gradually subsided to nothing, and those feelings were replaced with restlessness and worry.
Lu Jinnian sat under the romantically decorated scene with a notably majestic air about him. However, the expression on his face started to grow tense.
A hint of impatience emerged in the assistant's heart, as he incessantly raised his wrist to check the time. At twenty past eight, he finally couldn't help himself but break the tension in the air. "Mr. Lu, do you want to call Miss Qiao? Perhaps something has happened to keep her back."
Lu Jinnian gave a gentle nod, then pulled out his phone and called Qiao Anhao.
