Wei Anning had almost forgotten about the embarrassing incident, but upon his question, her face turned red, "It's not sour anymore."
Leng Youchen's bright, dark eyes stared at her without blinking, implying, "Next time, I'll serve you."
"..." Wei Anning was completely at a loss for words.
After a while, the elevator reached the first floor. Leng Youchen embraced her and walked out, drove her back to the Duke Mansion. An hour later, the car stopped on the driveway outside the castle.
Leng Youchen reached out and held Wei Anning, who was about to open the door and get out, deeply gazing at her with reluctance brewing inside, "Go back and rest early, don't overwork yourself."
"Alright."
Leng Youchen restrained himself and withdrew his hand. Before Wei Anning got out of the car, she couldn't help but turn around and planted a kiss on his handsome face, then hurriedly opened the car door and stepped out, waving to him, "Drive safely, take care."
