"I'm happy too," she said.
It was more than just happiness, she was literally overjoyed!
If it weren't for the sake of appearing more ladylike and reserved, she would have loved nothing more than to embrace him, laugh out loud, and then pat his face and tell him, "Director Ji, I've had my eyes on you for a long time..."
Of course, hmph, she certainly wasn't about to tell him now that she had liked him for a long time and was plotting how to make him hers; after all, being pursued by him was more fun.
Ji Mo relaxed again, smiling warmly at her, "It's late, go upstairs and rest."
"Then... drive safely on your way."
"Mhm."
"Goodnight."
"Goodnight."
Then, the two of them stood in place, neither truly leaving—she wanted to see him off first, he wanted to watch her go upstairs.
After a few seconds, Ye Qiao looked at the man who was still standing there, "Why aren't you leaving?"
Ji Mo smiled, "I'm waiting for you to go upstairs."
