Lu Tianxing left Lan Xin's house, and walked side by side with Lan Xin into the elevator, descending toward the lower floors.
A moment later, their figures appeared downstairs, emerging from the elevator.
Lan Xin looked at Lu Tianxing, who was so close, and softly asked, "The call just now was from Mr. Bai, right?"
Lu Tianxing nodded, not denying it, and said, "Yes, it was indeed Zhiqing who called; she was worried something might have happened to me."
"Oh, I see."
Lan Xin nodded slightly, her watery eyes fixed on Lu Tianxing, her beautiful face showing a complex expression in the darkness.
"What is it? Secretary Lan, do you have something else to say?" Lu Tianxing looked at Lan Xin and asked curiously.
"Lu Tianxing, may I hug you?"
"Secretary Lan, you…."
Lu Tianxing was puzzled, but before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a fragrance wash over him, as Lan Xin threw herself into his arms, naturally wrapping her hands around him, resting her head against his chest.
