She paused for a moment and added, "I also... have a little surprise prepared for you."
"Oh? What surprise?" Tang Song raised his brow slightly, a curious smile on his face.
"You'll know when you come down, waiting for you, kisses."
He hung up the phone.
Tang Song tidied himself briefly and took the elevator straight to the B2 level.
Walking out of the elevator, he immediately saw Jing standing not far to the left, in the shadow of a column.
She wore a black windbreaker on top and black stockings on bottom, creating a striking contrast with her cold white skin.
Especially in the dimly lit parking garage, she exuded a pure, yet alluring temptation.
Eyes met.
Jing's face broke into a sweet smile, and she waved gently at him, "Song, over here."
Seeing the beautiful and rich girl he hadn't met for days, Tang Song opened his arms to hold her in his embrace, "Thank you, Jing, for coming to see me. What a surprise."
