Seeing Shi Qingning's gaze filled with disappointment toward him, his heart ached more than if it had been pierced by needles.
From the moment they met, such a major conflict had already unfolded. However, since the visitor bore the title of Xiao Yan's girlfriend, the Jian family could only grit their teeth and play the gracious hosts.
Mu Qiaoyin was utterly fraught with anxiety, her tears flowing uncontrollably, terrified that Xiao Yan might grow tired of her because of this.
She kept crying, to the point that she could no longer carry on a normal conversation. Shi Qingning reluctantly said to Xiao Yan, "Ah Yan, the scenery at the back hill here is quite nice. Why don't you take Miss Mu for a walk to relax a bit? Come back for lunch at noon."
Xiao Yan, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing Shi Qingning's suggestion. He stood up and said to Mu Qiaoyin, "Qiaoyin, let me take you out for a stroll."
