The myriad city lights outside the floor-to-ceiling window condensed into tiny dots, which connected to create a whole area of dazzling illumination.
It was Weiyue's first dinner with the group, so it inevitably ran a bit long.
Zhou Jingwei didn't want to disturb her, so he estimated the time and got back to work.
Zhang Hong took out her car keys from her bag and took the initiative to ask, "Weiyue, where do you live? I'll drive you home."
Cheng Weiyue waved her hand with an appreciative tone, "Thank you, Sister Hong, but there's no need. My boyfriend said he's coming to pick me up."
Lin Fang had been drinking, so he couldn't drive that night.
He was about to look for a substitute driver when he heard Zhang Hong's offer and immediately perked up, "Hey! After working together for so many years, how come you never ask if I need a lift?"