"How come you went out for a while and came back so preoccupied?"
Upon seeing Han Zhan return, Shang Siteng met him, acting like a dutiful wife, helping him hang his coat on the rack while she asked.
"Did you want to put on some lipstick?"
"No."
Even unwilling to drive, something must be troubling you. The Old Priestess immediately understood.
"There was just an alarm from the electronic barrier. Was it someone from Can Shang Company? Or someone from Shang Jianyue's side?"
"It was Shang Jianyue."
"Looks like he said something to you."
Shang Siteng knowingly nodded but did not continue to ask.
"Go and eat, Youwei has already returned from the training ground and is preparing dinner."
"Lingzhen is still updating her serialized novel; the plot is about to climax, and she needs to write well."
"That novel of hers, which chapter doesn't have a climax?" Han Zhan casually retorted.
Shang Siteng laughed out loud upon hearing this.
