It was past three in the afternoon when Chu Xiuhuang and Shi Huan left the company, one after the other.
Upon reaching the underground parking garage, he walked to the car and habitually started to pull on the rear door handle.
He made contact but then let go, instead moving two steps forward, pulled open the car door and took a seat in the passenger seat.
As Shi Huan got into the car, Chu Xiuhuang leaned back onto the seat, one hand supporting his graceful head, and one tapping rhythmically on his long leg, with his eyes slightly closed and said casually, "Secretary Shi, if my big brother asked what happened to my lips when we arrive at Huo Yuan, what should I say?"
Shi Huan turned the key in the ignition, "Master Chu, you're overthinking it, a mature and steady man like Mr. Huo certainly won't notice anything about your lips."
Chu Xiuhuang: "..."
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The car smoothly pulled out.
Chu Xiuhuang maintained his original position, his gaze consistently rested on Shi Huan's face.