Leng Zimo looked at the folder on the table, "Are these things for me?"
"They were originally meant for you!" Jiao Yang walked over and grabbed the handle of his suitcase, "I'm leaving."
"I'll see you off." Leng Zimo escorted him to the door, not only seeing him to the elevator but even personally pressing the down button for him, "See you tonight!"
Jiao Yang pulled his suitcase into the elevator, turned around inside, and gently pursed his thin lips, "This matter is quite boring, so don't tell Xiao Qian!"
"I think..." Leng Zimo looked at him deeply, "she should know, and... I don't want to lie to her."
"And then what, you two laugh at me behind my back tonight?!" Jiao Yang rolled his eyes at him, "Fine, do whatever you want, I'm leaving."
"Jiao Yang!" Leng Zimo raised his hand to stop the elevator door, and solemnly spoke from outside the elevator, "Thank you!"
