Lu Jinnian lowered his head, looking at the access card in his hands. Walking over to a locker, he lifted his head and punched in the passcode, throwing the access card in before slamming the door shut. Returning back to the sofa calmly, he continued to work on his computer.
After about fifteen minutes, he heard a car entering. His lips curved upwards as his fingers continued to fly across the keyboard. When Qiao Anhao's footsteps inched closer, Lu Jinnian had already hidden away his smile, resuming a focused expression.
Qiao Anhao entered softly, careful not to disturb Lu Jinnian while he worked. She went to a sofa far away from him and entertained herself with her phone.
Looking sideways, Lu Jinnian's attention was always on her. Qiao Anhao sat on the sofa, turning often to look through the window in boredom. After a while, he swept a glance over her, pausing momentarily when he saw the medicine at her side.
