Kapitel 268: Chapter 194: The Wrists We Wrestled in Youth

The elevator in the apartment complex requires an access card. Xu Qingyan hung up the phone and timed his move to meet someone.

It was now eight o'clock, and he needed to head to the studio by nine.

Pei Muchan had work to deal with, and he planned to swing by and leave quickly. He had agreed to meet with Lin Wanzhou in the morning to record "Dàoxiāng" and estimated it would take all day.

A car gradually approached the entrance of the underground garage, and in the driver's seat with a mask on was Pei Muchan, whose pale skin and gentle eyes could be seen through the windshield.

After parking, she pulled down her mask, revealing slightly reddened eyes.

"Have you been crying?" he asked.

Pei Muchan: "… Can you ever say anything normal?"

"Alright, let's go, and talk upstairs." Xu Qingyan took out his elevator card and flashed it in front of her, "Knowing you'd come, I bought an extra breakfast."