Shen Chizheng grasped her wrist, "Today is a rare free day for me. Where else would you like to go? I'll accompany you."
After speaking, he intentionally or unintentionally glanced in a certain direction, only to unexpectedly find that Su Yan had not yet left.
He changed into a black coat, his tall and straight figure wrapped inside it, his left hand encircling Fang Yanshu's waist, walking over with her.
Shen Chizheng looked down at the woman crouching on the ground, his voice as calm as water, "You should go back too."
Fang Yanshu picked up her bag from the bedside and returned to him.
The two of them walked side by side to the doorway, and when they reached the entrance, Shen Chizheng paused his steps again, turned around, and walked back.
Fang Yanshu watched his returning figure, her eyes filled with puzzled confusion, "What's the matter?"
"I'm going back to get something," Shen Chizheng said, then went back to the bedroom, stopping in front of Su Yan.
