There Seems to Be Something Lying on the Sofa

Shi Xiaoya placed the two bowls into the sink. She did not wash them immediately as Han Zhuoling was still around.

Han Zhuoling checked the time. It was already ten o' clock.

If he stayed on any longer, it might not be appropriate.

He then went to put on his coat and said to Shi Xiaoya, "Thank you for the noodles. I'll head back now."

"No problem." Shi Xiaoya sent Han Zhuoling to the door and said, "Take care on the way back."

Han Zhuoling nodded and entered the lift.

Before the lift doors closed, Han Zhuoling even glanced sideways at the shoe cabinet.

Shi Xiaoya felt that she might have been mistaken. Why would he look at the shoe cabinet for no reason?

The lift doors would not close, so Shi Xiaoya could only maintain her smile and wave to Han Zhuoling.

It was only when the lift doors closed that Shi Xiaoya finally heaved a sigh of relief.