All the way until the gathering ended, Yu Minglang pretended as if nothing was wrong. Besides Qiao Zhen, no one else knew what was on his mind, including Qian.
After the gathering, Yu Minglang took Qian and Yu Liumei downstairs. Qian noticed he seemed preoccupied all night and wanted to find a chance to talk to him alone.
But Yu Minglang only took them downstairs. Qian asked Yu Liumei to go up first while she stayed downstairs to talk with Yu Minglang.
"Now that the crisis is over, you can work with peace of mind. No one will disturb you anymore," Yu Minglang said to Qian.
"Are you okay?" Qian asked worriedly.
Yu Minglang smiled and touched her face, "What could happen to me? Go to sleep, it's already very late."
"Well, I'm going up." Qian thought for a moment before leaving and called to Yu Minglang.
"Xiaoqiang!"
"Hmm?"
"That low-quality belt you mentioned is the birthday gift I gave you."
