The people from the program team had mostly left. In the hotel building, besides a few rich kids who weren't interested in the entertainment industry, there was no one else.
Cheng Zhirang took Mu Qiu directly down to the negative first floor via the elevator. The assistant had parked the car in an inconspicuous spot, and there was temporarily no one visible in the underground parking lot.
From the moment they exited the elevator, Cheng Zhirang put on the black mask he was carrying. When they got to the car, he clicked down the suitcase handle with one hand then, his arm muscles tensed, he easily put Mu Qiu's suitcase into the trunk with both hands.
Mu Qiu stood beside him, her eyes fixated on the muscles of his arm beneath the white t-shirt. She swallowed and put on her mask, following the assistant's indication to sit in the car.
Cheng Zhirang got in last, sitting beside her with his head down, turned to the side before shutting the door with a thud.
"Drive."
