Underneath the apartment block of No.10 Prestige Residences.
Mou Xigu, the gentleman, opened the car door for her, and Chi Huan got out, holding her bag.
The evening was windy, blowing her hair onto her face, "Thank you, I'll go up on my own."
Mou Xigu looked down at her and couldn't resist. He lifted his hand and brushed away the few strands of hair on her face. The gesture was sudden and brief, and by the time Chi Huan realized it, he had already retracted his hand, his smile low and faint, "Rest well, don't overexert yourself."
Chi Huan stepped back twice, her smile hanging on her face like a mask, "Drive safely, good night."
Only after he had watched her figure enter the building did Mou Xigu turn and return to his car, then he reversed and drove away.
Once the Lamborghini had left, the black Gust then pulled over.