Tian Lingyun looked up at him, and once again thought of the question Yanling had asked her, thought of how Yanyan was still so young, and that after just being found, she couldn't be missing a father's love. Her mind grew even more restless and distraught.
Bo Jingnian said in a low voice, "Tiantian, whether it's you or Yanyan, I'll take good care of you both. Don't overthink it. Finish this glass of wine and then go bury your head and sleep, hmm?"
Tian Lingyun couldn't figure it out, so she simply stopped tormenting herself. She nodded, downed more than half the glass of wine, then put the glass down. Seeing that there was still more than half the wine left in the decanter, she stood up and said, "Then I'll go sleep first. If you can't finish it, just leave it here, or put it in the fridge, that's fine too. I'll drink it tomorrow."
Bo Jingnian nodded. "Mm."
