"Thank you for your affection. You're beautiful without makeup too, there's no need to doubt yourself." Qin Yun felt charmed and smiled with her charming, almond-shaped eyes.
"Yunyun, Mr. Pei, please sit down, don't just stand there." Hu Mingyue glanced at Pei Yan, who needed to be looked up to, and felt a little overwhelmed. She suddenly remembered she hadn't invited them to sit since they came in. She immediately moved two chairs that the police had brought earlier for them to sit.
"Thank you," the two said in unison, then sat down one after the other.
"It's almost enough, your idol is here now. If you don't see them, you'll regret it later." Hu Mingyue moved to the bed and nudged Yang Mengqi, whispering.
Although the whisper wasn't that low in this quiet little room, Qin Yun and Pei Yan heard it clearly.
Hearing this, Yang Mengqi indeed looked up, pitifully looking in Qin Yun's direction, her eyes clear and bright after the crying.
