"I asked them!" Seo Fei smiled to cover up, "Won't you invite me in?!"
"No!" Leng Zimo had a demeanor that kept people at a distance of a thousand miles, "I have a guest, if it's work, we can discuss it Tomorrow."
"But..."
"My guest is very important!"
Seo Fei's gaze swept over his robe, and through the gap between his arm and the door frame, she clearly saw a corner of black clothing draped on the wooden porch—it's Luo Xiaoqian's clothes, which Leng Zimo hadn't properly tidied up.
Seo Fei immediately recognized it as women's underwear and felt a surge of anger.
So, that woman was here.
After being together for so long, he and she had been engaging in the closest intimacies between a man and a woman, Seo Fei almost couldn't control her emotions.
"Do you not even have time to sign something?!"
In the kitchen, Luo Xiaoqian was also curious about who would visit Leng Zimo so late. Upon hearing their conversation, although she hadn't seen Seo Fei, she already guessed it was her.
