The matter of the advertising fee has been settled, and Yu Sangwan checked out to prepare for her return.
She walked out of the lobby, carrying her luggage towards the entrance for the bus to the resort.
As she descended the steps, she saw Lu Jinxuan standing there, once again impeccably dressed in his usual elegant suit, one hand in the pocket of his dress pants, while his right hand habitually played with that antique lighter.
Yu Sangwan noted that this seemed to be a habit of his. Every time she saw him, he was holding that antique lighter. She couldn't help but wonder—Lu Jinxuan didn't seem to smoke, so why did he always carry a lighter?
However, she didn't dwell on the question for long, because she had just accepted his help. Yu Sangwan furrowed her brow, walked over to him, and stopped by his side.
"Ahem." Clearing her throat, she murmured, "Um, well... thank you."
