"Wait for me downstairs, I just need to input some data, a few minutes will do."
"Alright, I'll go to the restroom first and wait for you by the door afterwards."
Lu An'an quickly nodded, her fingers swiftly tapping on the keyboard.
As Song Qiao headed for the restroom, her phone rang just as she was about to exit the office door.
Checking her phone, she saw the incoming call was from Lu Jingchen, sliding to answer and placing it to her ear, she softly greeted with a 'hello'.
On the other end, Lu Jingchen was sitting on the living room sofa with a laptop in front of him, the screen displaying a movie Song Qiao often enjoyed, now paused.
Hearing Song Qiao's voice, though it was just a simple 'hello', his heart softened a bit. His voice, deep and slightly hoarse with an enticing tone, said, "Come home for lunch. I had the chef prepare your favorite dish. Should I send the driver to pick you up?"
