"Of course. I'm not a man who goes back on his word."
Jiang Xinghai glanced at the time—7:50 PM. "Since He Zixing is the one picking you up, you should get ready to go."
He didn't want to delay for too long, mainly because Shen Lingxue was also out with another man.
"He's already at the gate."
Feng Lulu saw a van pull up to the gate, then glanced at Lin Liping. "Auntie, I'm off."
As she spoke, she shot another look at Jiang Xinghai. "You'd better remember you're a man who keeps his promises."
Her meaning was clear—she was reminding Jiang Xinghai about her acupuncture and massage.
Jiang Xinghai gave a wry smile and pressed a hand to his forehead.
The two of them watched as Feng Lulu got into the car and left.
"Xinghai, if you don't feel like leaving tonight, I'll wait for you." Lin Liping suddenly grabbed Jiang Xinghai's hand and, unable to restrain herself, pulled him into a passionate kiss.
Sometimes, a woman's emotions are remarkably pure.
