"What's taking so long to change clothes? You're about to go to work, and he's still not out? Is he not planning to take you to work?"
After hearing Su Manhan's words, Qiao Jing couldn't help but hook the corners of her lips and sighed in utter helplessness.
"He'll be out soon, he'll take me," she said.
Qiao Jing had thought that Su Manhan was finally showing some concern for Zhan Qipei, only to realize it was about whether he would drive her to work. Was Su Manhan spoiling her too much?
Satisfied, Su Manhan finally nodded and handed the thermal bag to Qiao Jing.
"Do you want to drink this soup now, or take it to the institute to drink later?"
Before Qiao Jing could answer, Su Manhan spoke up for herself,
"You might as well drink it in the car later; I worry it might get cold otherwise."
Qiao Jing, not wanting to refuse Su Manhan, nodded and took it over.
"Alright," she replied.
Just then, Zhan Qipei had also finished changing into his suit and came to the entrance hall.
