The night fell quietly, with the moon bright and stars scarce, save for the rustling of wind in the mountains and the occasional barking of a dog; within the entire house, it was so silent that one could hear each other's heartbeat.
Zeyan coughed softly,
"I think Xiaowu is right; Miss Shen is still your aunt, a senior relative. Since something happened, we should take full responsibility."
"She's starting her new job tomorrow. Given her state tonight, I'm worried she might get fired. No company likes an employee who's a hot mess and drops the ball on their very first day."
"What happened today was indeed a coincidence and my fault, and I should take responsibility."
The man was leafing through a magazine and looked up, "How do you plan to take responsibility?"
"I... " Zeyan didn't really know what to do. "Maybe I can give her a ride to work when I go to the office in the morning?"
"Your company, and New City, are not on the way."
