Upon hearing the noise inside the house, Lin Qiushu pushed the door open and entered.
Yan Ye was holding a book, quietly staring at Lin Qiushu. His adam's apple moved up and down a few times before he spoke, "Are you... okay? Your grandmother..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Qiushu's eyes twinkled, and the next moment she suddenly rushed forward and hugged Yan Ye's waist tightly.
"Qiushu..." Yan Ye stood frozen in place, for the first time in his life being embraced like this by a girl.
"Don't move. Just like this, let me hold you," Lin Qiushu said. Strangely enough, after being kidnapped by Wang Jiu for so many days, she had not shed a single tear, but facing Yan Ye, a surge of emotions suddenly overwhelmed her, and she didn't understand why she made such a move.
Hearing this, Yan Ye's initial surprise gradually faded, and his stiff body slowly relaxed.
He wrapped his arms around Lin Qiushu's waist, gently patting her back, "Everything has passed! It's all over now!"
