Yan Xi couldn't help but stop in her tracks, looking at the man inside the pavilion.
"President Yu," she initiated.
The man, deep in thought, snapped back to reality upon hearing her voice and hurriedly waved away the smoke in front of him, his actions slightly frantic, seemingly trying hard to conceal the fact that he was smoking.
Yan Xi quietly watched as he dispersed the smoke, slightly raising her eyebrows.
When the smoke cleared, Yu Siting emerged from the pavilion.
Noticing that Yan Xi was only wearing a thin dress and her draped hair over her shoulders was still damp, he realized she hadn't dried her hair.
The temperature difference between day and night in Binhai was larger than in Yun City.
He smoothly took off the coat he was wearing to drape it over Yan Xi.
Yan Xi hesitated for a moment, almost instinctively stepping back.
Yu Siting's gesture to drape the coat stiffened briefly, but he didn't continue his initial motion. Instead, he handed the coat to her.