Qin Yiren lowered her eyes hesitantly, fortunately, in the night, it was not too clear to see.
Her snowy forehead rested against the man's shoulder as she quietly closed her eyes. She wasn't mentally prepared to discuss the custody of Bao'er, but she was very grateful for all Bo Jinghang had done.
"Jingxing, I plan to go home this weekend."
Softly speaking about the upcoming plans, Qin Yiren nervously pursed her lips, murmuring as she continued to ask, "Do you want to accompany me back?"
Bo Jinghang turned his eyes to look at her.
In the night, he could only see her hazy silhouette, but couldn't see her specific expression.
However, he wouldn't miss such an invitation.
His slender fingers played with her pinky and Bo Jinghang pondered before countering, "Is that okay?"
Qin Yiren hooked his fingertip and her light voice dissipated into the night, "Why ask it like that?"
"Because of Bao'er, your brother and mother prefer Chu Xinian as the son-in-law."
