"No, thank you, Sister Xiaye."
Chu Qianqian mulled over the evening's arrangements, eating hot pot with little appetite, listening to Yan Xiaye and Qin Yiren chat happily, absent-mindedly finishing lunch.
After lunch.
Qin Yiren and the aunt cleaned the dishes, saw Yan Xiaye out, leaving Chu Qianqian feeling heartbroken and gloomy.
Her complicated relationship with William was her private matter, it was natural others couldn't help, leaving her alone with her frustrations.
Meanwhile, her mind was occupied with Bo Jinghang, eagerly wanting to pretend this never happened.
Just as Chu Qianqian was pondering whether she could muddle through, Qin Yiren bid farewell to Yan Xiaye and returned, seeing her forlorn face sitting in the dining room, said with a laugh and a sigh, "Qianqian, why don't you call Chu Xinian now?"
Chu Qianqian pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily.
