Leh Ying frowned slightly.
"I won't force it, I'll return to Forty-Nine City during my vacation."
Hearing her regretful and aggrieved tone, Xu Jingxi laughed out loud. He didn't hurry to respond, but climbed into the back seat of the Hongqi car, appearing very dignified.
The driver, wearing white gloves, served respectfully, "Sir, where are we headed?"
The man casually raised his hand holding a cigarette, pointed in the direction of Compound 77, couldn't find a lighter, so decided not to smoke and just fiddled with the cigarette holder.
"Have you finished work? Remember to have dinner on time." Leh Ying didn't hang up the phone, idly starting the conversation.
Xu Jingxi leaned back in his seat, his lips curving upward, "Miss me in the United Kingdom?"
"Yes," she nodded sincerely.
The man still smiled playfully, "How's your penguin?"
Her tone was gentle, "Can I come?"
"I don't like penguins," Xu Jingxi's tone was more teasing, "Dumber than you."
"…"