"Finished with your work?" the man's magnetic voice came through from the other end of the phone.
"Yeah."
Li Shengxiao sensed something off in her voice, set aside the work in his hands, and walked to the window, "Where are you?"
Rong Yan looked up at the elevator that had not yet descended and said, "Downstairs at home."
The word "home" successfully pleased the person on the other end of the phone.
He glanced over at Gu Ming, who had come in to deliver documents, and signaled him to keep quiet. Then, picking up the coat from the back of his chair, he said to Gu Ming, "Cancel all my appointments for tonight."
Without waiting for Gu Ming to respond, he already spoke to Rong Yan on the phone, "Stay right there, I'm coming to pick you up!"
"Uh, you're coming over?" Rong Yan had not yet reacted.
The handsome and distinguished man narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice low, "Didn't you say we're having dinner together tonight? I'll pick up Duidui. Wait there for me."