Half an hour later, Lu Yu parked the car right in front of the LA City Police Department, turned to Meng Yue in the passenger seat, smiled slightly, and said, "Alright, we're here. I'll pick you up again at ten tonight."
These words, spoken in an utterly calm tone by Lu Yu, might seem to an outsider like a pair of affectionate lovers saying their goodbyes, carrying a touch of warmth amid the plainness.
"Sure."
Hearing Lu Yu's words, Meng Yue smiled slightly, a hint of smile appearing on her somewhat stern face, as she said, "In that case, I'll be waiting here for you at ten tonight."
In her words, there was a hint of playful humor, making her appear quite charming.
"Yes, just wait for me in the office tonight. If I don't come, don't go anywhere."
Hearing Meng Yue's words, Lu Yu chuckled as he spoke, but his tone was filled with implications.
