Ning Wei flashed an assuring smile. "I'm fine." She avoided Feng An Yu's hand before reaching for her helmet. "It might be the lighting here."
"Hmm…" Feng An Yu continued to observe Ning Wei's complexion. He did not think that Ning Wei's complexion was due to the lighting.
"Brother Feng, did you get the document you want?" Ning Wei asked, wanting to change the subject between them. She took another helmet and handed it over to Feng An Yu, silently gesturing to him to leave quickly.
Feng An Yu lowered his gaze to put on his helmet. "Hmm…"
Ning Wei glanced at Feng An Yu's empty hand and raised a brow. "You said you have something for me?"
"Well, it's at my apartment," Feng An Yu said. "Some local souvenir from my hometown. You don't mind stopping by my apartment, right? I'll go up quickly and give you the souvenir." He clasped the belt under his chin and realized that the smile on Ning Wei's face was a little strange. "What?"
