The temperature at night is always a few degrees lower than during the day. Today, leaving in a hurry, Su Wan only wore a wool coat with a thin crewneck sweater underneath. As soon as she stepped out of the theater, the cold night wind suddenly brushed over her smooth neck, making her shiver with cold.
Fu Weiheng saw her shivering with her neck pulled in and the foot he had put on the step retracted, pulling her back to the theater lobby.
Su Wan gathered her collar, looking at him puzzled, "Aren't we leaving?"
Fu Weiheng said, "I'll get the car. It's cold outside, wait here."
"Aren't you cold?" Su Wan was concerned. He was only wearing a suit with no overcoat.
"Not cold, wait here for me." With that, he opened the door and disappeared into the bone-chilling night.
Perhaps, fearing she would have to wait long, Fu Weiheng drove the Cayenne over in less than five minutes.
