She pulled open the car door and climbed in.
Leng Shaoze chided, "Why didn't you wait for me to come down and get you before getting in?"
Dongfang Ling didn't want to say too much and simply smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a bit too cold."
He took off the coat he was wearing and put it on her.
Dongfang Ling felt much warmer and smiled at him.
As they were leaving the area, she glanced outside unconsciously—Chu Jiaming hadn't left yet; he seemed to be watching her as she departed.
She didn't know if she was overthinking, but when the remaining colleagues had left, a few of them hadn't been offered a ride home by him. She knew that it might be because Chu Jiaming ran into her after he came back, and their relationship was relatively closer. But they were all colleagues after all, so why hadn't he said a word?
She could tell that Chu Jiaming wasn't someone with low emotional intelligence, so there must be some other issue. He couldn't possibly be interested in her, could he?
