"I can go down with you to throw out the trash, then come back up with you," Lu Jing said, then nervously looked up at Zhang Lingying, afraid she might disagree.
Zhang Lingying was clearly surprised, as she hadn't expected such a response. She hesitated for a moment while Lu Jing swiftly took the trash bag from her hand, waiting for her to close the door and go downstairs together.
Zhang Lingying couldn't refuse. She turned back to check Little Mirror's position, ensuring the door wouldn't pinch it, and gently closed the door.
As they entered the elevator, Zhang Lingying still felt a bit dazed.
Lu Jing's appearance startled her. Initially, she thought she would be angry with him for pestering her, but upon seeing him, she didn't feel angry at all. On the contrary, she felt there were many questions she wanted to ask but didn't know how to begin.
Thus, she could only remain silent for the time being.
Compared to her composure, Lu Jing's heart was very uneasy.
