"Okay, I'll make the arrangements and leave overnight."
Wen Zhan's last sentence successfully snapped Mu Wanqing out of her daydream.
She suddenly came to her senses, and before she could speak, heard the man instruct, "I've finished the phone call, step back a bit so you don't get wet."
"Oh." Mu Wanqing responded and took two steps back, noticing that Wen Zhan was clearly speeding up the shower.
Thinking about the conversation she'd just heard, her brows furrowed, she hurriedly asked, "Do you need to go on a business trip overnight tonight?"
"Mhm." Wen Zhan had finished rinsing his hair, grabbed a towel, and casually wiped his face a few times. He looked up at the woman and said, "You stay here for the night, and someone will take you to the high-speed rail station tomorrow morning. You go back to Chong City first."
"What about you?"