He lowered his gaze to the smoke curling around his fingertips, his casual beauty deep and inscrutable. He went over the thoughts he had at the time and then responded with two words.
"Really?"
......
Mo Shichen returned to his hotel. The time he'd wasted standing under Wen Yi's building that evening could only be made up by cutting into his sleep. After he returned, he took a bath, ordered some simple food, and then opened his laptop to start handling work remotely.
After staring at the laptop screen for nearly an hour, he reached one hand to the cup of water beside him while pinching his brow with the other. Before he finished his water, his phone next to the laptop vibrated and lit up the screen.
He glanced over. The incoming call displayed Kang Ding's name. Without much thought, he reached out to pick up the phone and tapped to answer.
"President."
While his gaze still rested on the laptop screen, he multitasked and spoke, "Is there news?"