Half an hour later, Li Qiao leisurely walked out of the laboratory.
The elevator door opened, and she walked inside while looking down at her phone, then bumped into a man's embrace.
Li Qiao let out a muffled groan and looked up to see Shang Yu smiling softly at the corner of his lips.
She blinked a few times, leaned forward, and rubbed her forehead against his chest.
"Are you tired?" Shang Yu lowered his gaze, placing his palm on the back of her neck and giving it a gentle squeeze.
Li Qiao furrowed her brow and replied in a soft and low voice, "A bit."
"Finish your meal and get an early night's sleep," Shang Yu suggested as he pressed the elevator button and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, saying softly, "Tomorrow, the laboratory equipment will be maintained."
Li Qiao looked up, suddenly refreshed, "How long will the maintenance take?"
