C197 Dinner

Just as the needle on the clock went past seven, Hsu Yanrann's phone rang.

"Come down. I'll wait for you downstairs."

Chung Zichu's tone was not pleasant, but it was always much better than his previous cold tone.

Hsu Yanrann smiled and replied. "Thank you, Director Chung, for coming to pick us up."

Chung Zichu leaned against the car downstairs and looked up at Hsu Yanrann's floor