"I will only take her there, thank Miss Yan for me."
At this point, Chu Xinian looked down at Qin Yiren beside him, shaking the phone in his hand, silently asking if she wanted to talk to Yan Xiaye.
Qin Yiren unconsciously stretched out her hand, her slender fingers paused in mid-air, eventually shaking her head.
Knowing that Yan Xiaye was happy, she was already satisfied and didn't want to bother her with her own issues.
Moreover, in her current mental state, even pretending to act normal was as difficult as climbing a mountain, and Xiaye would definitely notice.
Chu Xinian affectionately held her hand, casually bidding farewell to Li Yuntang.
Putting away his phone, he held Qin Yiren's small hand, slowly pulling her up from the carpet: "It'll take a while for the preparations over there, I'll go pack our luggage. Do you want to stay here and watch TV, or come with me?"
