"And as for me, just when I was feeling unwell, I left work early to go home, and what a coincidence, the housekeeper handed me the package, saying it was mine, and she saw it, and I saw her too."
Immediately, Li Junlin grumbled: "If I had known I would run into her at the door, I would have stayed at the office a little longer."
"She's troubling you," Ning Zihan said first, before asking with concern: "How are you feeling?"
"Same old, no big deal. Alright, she's still waiting for me downstairs, so I won't talk to you now, I'll catch up with you later."
"Okay." The next second, Ning Zihan reminded him again, still worried: "Don't be too friendly!"
Li Junlin already had someone in his heart, and he didn't want An Baobei to fall for Li Junlin because of his attitude; that would be bad.
"Got it!" Li Junlin emphasized in his tone. "Besides with our Wutong, when have you ever seen me being enthusiastic with any other woman?"
Ning Zihan was finally at ease.
