Chapter 321: Magic potion
Meanwhile, Lanni spent most of her day catching up with her mother, then painted for a while. Now that she was no longer under so much pressure, she found that she could actually paint as well as she did in the past.
It turned out that she didn’t hate painting. She could do it and do a good job, just not under the constant pressure of deadlines and requirements to make each work better than the last. She was different from Cheng Yu, to whom greater pressure only served to push her determination further.
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In the evening, she decided to pick Xiehan up from work. The latter had already sent her a text message to explain that he was busier than usual these past few days, so he would leave work at 6:30 pm.
Hence, she changed into clothes she found more presentable—a short, pink, flowered chiffon dress and a pair of matching high heels—and let her ashen hair down, only holding the loose strands with a tiny hair clip. Applying a tiny bit of lip gloss to her lips, she grabbed a nude purse and left the house. She took her low-profile car but since she wanted to pick her boyfriend up, she did not let the chauffeur drive her to her destination, choosing to drive on her own instead.
She took a longer route and didn’t rush over so by the time she arrived near Feng Ji International, there were a few minutes left until 6pm. She glanced at the time and decided to park the car and wait. No one bothered her when she pulled into an empty slot in the employees’ parking lot outside the building, probably because no one was planning to park their car when it was already past knock-off time. A security guard on duty waved at her with a genuine smile, and she waved back before taking out her phone.
She had barely spent a minute parking her car. Wondering what to do to pass the time, she absent mindedly tapped on a cooking app to check what she should learn to cook next—which reminded her. Xiehan was working overtime, which meant that he would be famished once he left the office.
There was a restaurant just a few meters away, so she decided to make a reservation so she would take him to dine as soon as he left work. Since it was close by, she locked her car and walked to the restaurant.
Although it was around the busiest hours, it was still convenient as she was able to make a reservation fast. She chose a room on the fourth floor, facing the west, after finding out that its ambiance suited them most and it had an excellent view of the city. A waitress showed her to the room to be sure that it suited her tastes. Once they were done, she nodded in satisfaction, thanked the waitress and turned to leave—just in time to see a familiar ponytail. He had bleached his hair to the lightest shade of blonde she had ever seen, but she would recognize that back even in hell.