When she arrived downstairs at the apartment building, Su Lingzhi had just gotten out of the taxi and saw someone smoking in the evening breeze.
She had called him when she left the venue to let him know that she would be leaving the banquet early to return to the apartment, but she hadn't expected him to come back before her.
It seemed like he had just arrived not long ago.
Su Lingzhi composed herself and walked over to him, softly calling, "Yinli."
Fu Yinli looked up at her, "Why did you leave early before I could pick you up? Were you bullied?"
Su Lingzhi shook her head, lowered her eyes, stepped closer silently, and slipped through his arms, hugging his waist, her cheek resting against his neck.
Fu Yinli stubbed out his cigarette and gently kissed her forehead.
The tender touch warmed her heart, making her instinctively tighten her arms around him.
With things on her mind, she felt emotionally complex and didn't feel like talking.
