"Where?"
Huo Linxi followed Yaen Chi's gaze towards a corner of the restaurant, which offered a clear view to the corridor.
"She must have gone to the kitchen, what's wrong?"
Yaen Chi's expression was cold, and he took a while before he looked away, "It's nothing, let's go."
Huo Linxi found it odd. Ever since Yaen Chi had made a trip to the restroom midway, he had been quiet and looked really upset, as if he was holding back his anger.
...
The car arrived at Jinglan's underground garage.
Nan Jiaojiao walked to the front of the car. Bo Yanching came from the other side. She instinctively reached out her hand for him to hold, but the man swiftly came over and wrapped her petite body in his suit jacket.
"It's cold down here, and you are not wearing much. Don't catch a cold."
Nan Jiaojiao glanced forward, "Does the elevator go straight up?"
"Yes, the elevator goes right into the apartment. I'll record your fingerprint later so you can come straight up the next time you visit."