After dinner, the clock struck ten at night.
Li Qiao, with a leisurely gait, followed Shang Yu out of the private room, while Zong Zhan and Xi Luo walked behind them, one on each side.
Outside Crystal Garden, Shang Yu tilted his head, "When are you returning to Imperial Capital?"
"Tomorrow morning. Can't delay too long with training at the Military Department." Zong Zhan rubbed his buzzcut, accented with his camouflage uniform radiating a masculine aura, "Zong Yue, you'd better keep a close eye on her, don't let her stir up any more trouble."
Both Shang Yu and Li Qiao simultaneously gave Zong Zhan a meaningful look, their expressions carrying a hint of teasing.
Could tonight's trouble have something to do with Zong Yue?
Zong Zhan paid no attention to their playful expressions and, out of politeness, turned his head to ask Xi Luo, "How are you getting home?"
Xi Luo smiled, gesturing towards a Range Rover parked by the roadside, and waved her hand, "See you all later."
