Wang Dahai waited for a while, and after Liu Lin had finished packing up, she went into the house and changed into a loose, light dress.
"Dahai, let's go."
When they left the house, there was no physical contact between the two.
They arrived at the elevator and waited without speaking to each other.
Yet, they could both sense that the other's breathing was slightly quickened.
The atmosphere turned a touch awkward and cold for a moment.
After entering the elevator, Wang Dahai stole glances at Liu Lin using his peripheral vision.
Having not seen her for a long time, Liu Lin was still so dignified and beautiful.
Her long hair was casually tied up, giving her a mature look, just like the lady next door.
"Mrs. Liu, did you enjoy your trip?" Wang Dahai casually tried to make conversation.
"Hmm."
And so, they chatted intermittently all the way home.
Jiang Rou heard the sound of the door opening and immediately ran out.