Chapter 218
Turning off the shower, Song Ren pulled over a towel and wrapped it around his waist.
Barefoot, he walked to the sink, leaning his upper body toward the mirror as he looked at himself.
His lips were slightly red and swollen, with a noticeable wound at the corner of his mouth.
It looked as though he had bumped into something, or been bitten when the two of them had kissed too fiercely.
His finger brushed the injured corner of his mouth. Song Ren hissed and frowned.
"Brat, kissing that hard..."
After just one night, the ground outside had already been blanketed in white snow, and the treetops had taken on winter's colors.
His boots crunched sharply against the ground.
Leaving a trail of footprints behind him, Song Ren, wearing a mask, jogged into the office building.
"Morning, Brother Song."
"Morning."
The other person saw the mask on Song Ren's face but said nothing. After all, it was snowing today, and it was quite cold outside.
Fortunately, it was cold today. If Song Ren wore a mask in the height of summer, he would probably attract plenty of concerned questions from his colleagues, who would wonder if he had caught a cold.
"Oh, right! Brother Song, Secretary Mo is in your office. He came over more than ten minutes ago."
"Okay, thanks."
Nodding his thanks to his colleague, Song Ren was almost at the elevator when he turned and headed up through the stairwell.
"When did Secretary Mo and Brother Song get so close? We've been seeing Secretary Mo here a lot lately. We hardly ever saw him before..."
"Maybe something's going on over at His Majesty's side?"
They did not gossip for long. After a few casual remarks, they began talking about the snow and discussing whether they