Unable to stop a lost heart, Lu Yebai eventually watched Rong Jincheng leave.
As he withdrew his gaze, he thought for a moment and still dialed Lu Zhanbei's phone. As Rong Jincheng said, it was always the secretary's desk.
In this situation, there's only one possibility: last night, Lu Zhanbei and Qianqian must have done something unspeakable. That's why the phone is in such a state...
She understood, but Rong Jincheng's matter also seemed to be a difficult problem.
After much entanglement, the driver reminded him it was time to leave. Lu Yebai nodded and was about to get into the car when Bai Cenlin, hurriedly coming downstairs in pajamas, called him: "Lu Yebai..."
"Why are you coming down? Why not sleep a bit more?"
Holding him, Bai Cenlin looked reluctant: "I woke up as soon as you left. I can't sleep at all..."
Hearing this, Lu Yebai, who was initially expressionless, couldn't help but curl his lips, smiling happily: "That's the nicest thing I've ever heard in my life."
