Tang Li stood at the top of the stairs, watching Xiao Minglan's slender figure disappearing into the distance.
After a while, she descended the stairs.
Relying on memory, Tang Li found the office and stood outside the door for a moment, making sure there was no sound of talking inside before she turned the doorknob and lightly pushed open a crack in the door.
No one was in the sofa area.
Tang Li sidled in and casually shut the door behind her.
"Sneaking around, what are you trying to do?"
Hearing the man's voice, Tang Li was startled and turned around to see Song Baiyan by the door on the south side.
He was sipping tea from a cup in one hand with the other hand in his pocket, seemingly having just entered from outside as well. His expression showed a hint of amusement, making Tang Li feel like a sneaky little mouse caught by the owner of the house.
"…weren't you upstairs?"
After she asked, Tang Li remembered the kiss in the storage room.
