Before Lu Junxi could finish speaking, Leng Youchen shot him a sharp glare, instantly shutting him up. Nowadays, even playing the role of a peacemaker felt life-threatening.
The elevator reached the basement floor, and Leng Youchen walked straight out. Lu Junxi hurried to follow, trailing him all the way to the parking spot. When he saw him getting into the car, he promptly jumped into the passenger seat, shrugged off his white lab coat, tossed it onto the back seat, and buckled his seatbelt.
"Take me to the Hongjing Grand Hotel. I need to apologize to my wife." He said this with not the slightest hint of shame, as if bowing to a woman were no big deal. His handsome face carried seventy percent satisfaction and thirty percent boastfulness.
Leng Youchen cast a sidelong glance at him. His gaze lingered briefly on the tie around Lu Junxi's chest, before looking away and replying flatly, "Brother, I'm sorry."
