Han Lei blushed and deliberately put on a serious face, trying to change the subject.
"Didn't you say you wanted to discuss something? Then hurry up."
Reluctantly, Zhao Zun released her hand, turned around, and walked towards the square table in the center of the room.
"Come, let's sit down and talk." Zhao Zun pointed to the chair opposite, gesturing for Han Lei to sit down.
Han Lei nodded, walked to the table, and sat down. Zhao Zun poured her a cup of tea and handed it to her.
Han Lei took the teacup, took a gentle sip, and the aroma of the tea spread through her mouth, calming her tense mood a bit.
"What should we do next? Do you have any plans? And, are you sure you've thought it through?"
Han Lei put down the teacup, looked up at Zhao Zun, with a trace of worry in her eyes.
"Doing it" sounds easy, but actually implementing it involves too many aspects.
