Qin Shu had not noticed the man earlier when she glanced through the room because the curtains were half-drawn and the lights on the balcony were off. Furthermore, the man was wearing a black suit.
She dried her hair as she walked over. She opened the glass door with her hands and a faint smell of tobacco greeted her.
Fu Tingyu stopped smoking. He knew that she was here and that she didn't like the smell of tobacco. He subconsciously put out the cigarette in his hand with his fingertips and threw it into the trash can.
The whole set of movements was completed in a blink of an eye. Even the action of throwing the cigarette into the trash can was accurate, cool, and elegant.
The smell of tobacco was a little strong. The man's slender figure turned and blocked the girl who was about to walk into the balcony.
"Let's go in."
He pushed the girl in as he said that. Then, he pulled the glass door shut to block out the smell of smoke.
