"Let's go."
Chu Junming's gaze shifted from the slowly opening elevator doors to Bai Qingling.
The elevator had opened, but she hadn't moved.
After speaking, Chu Junming stepped out of the elevator with his long legs.
Bai Qingling followed Chu Junming out of Haochen, and the tall figure ahead of her stopped.
Turning his head, he asked her, "Are you sure you can get home on your own?"
He, Feng Yize, and Yan Zhidong were staying at a hotel, which wasn't on the same road as Bai Qingling's home.
Originally, Chu Junming thought Bai Qingling would say no problem, you can leave.
But Bai Qingling's words were slightly different from what he had anticipated.
She raised her face, smiling at him, "If you don't mind giving me a lift, I'd be really grateful."
There were more words she hadn't finished saying.
Chu Junming's lips curled slightly, answering gentlemanly, "I don't mind, let's go."
"Thank you."
Bai Qingling turned and walked ahead, her steps light and brisk.
