Han Zhifan didn't probe him on it.
The office was very quiet - it was so quiet that it made him feel pressured for some reason.
This kind of silence lasted for an unknown amount of time before Lin Sheng raised his head and glanced at Han Zhifan. "Got a cigarette?"
Han Zhifan shot a look at Lin Sheng but still didn't make a sound. He pulled a drawer open from beside him, reached for a pack of cigarettes, and tossed them over to Lin Sheng.
Lin Sheng removed the packaging, pulled out a cigarette from inside, and lit it up.
He looked confused and torn about something as he smoked a little impatiently. Shortly after, the cigarette reached the very end.
He lit another cigarette. Then after he took another puff, he lifted his eyes and glanced at the silent Han Zhifan's facial expression. He gulped and finally said, "I'll start explaining now..."
After a long while, Han Zhifan nodded and let out a soft "Mhm."
