After Zhou Wang received the gift box, Han Suying didn't wait for any reaction from him. She bowed again and quickly left.
Zhou Wang examined the gift box in his hand. It was only as wide as a palm, square, and had no logo or label on the ribbon. It was impossible to tell what it was, but it felt very light.
Casually slipping the small gift box into his pants pocket, Zhou Wang walked through the corridor and reached a small lounge on the other side.
As he pushed open the door, a tall girl pacing inside the room turned to see Zhou Wang. A look of surprise and joy instantly crossed her face, and she quickly walked up to him. Her lips moved hesitantly as if unsure.
"What's wrong, just a few days apart, and you're already distant?"
Zhou Wang raised an eyebrow.
