During the time Mu Lezhu was getting her things, Lu Jingang didn't speak at all. When she turned back, she found he was still sitting there like a statue, completely motionless.
"It's 4:20 now, the dinner starts at 6:30. I need to go back, change my clothes, and redo my makeup. Once I'm ready, I'll head over by myself." Mu Lezhu took two steps closer and spoke indifferently.
"No need, it's already arranged. Come with me." Upon hearing this, Lu Jingang finally moved slightly, his eyes lifted slightly as he glanced at her indifferently. He slowly unfolded his crossed legs, stood up, and put his hands into his pockets.
"Where to?" Mu Lezhu raised her eyebrows, feeling very displeased with his tone, which was both commanding and imperative, making her already cold demeanor even colder.
Lu Jingang glanced at her again, still silent, and walked out of the office with particular indifference.
