Zhixi vaguely guessed that something might have happened to He Yirong, and she nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."
He Jingyao suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned around, and hugged her, pressing his lips hard against hers: "Wait for me."
Listening to his deep voice, Zhixi suddenly felt like crying for some reason.
But before she could react, the man had already let go of her and walked out in large strides.
Uncle Li happened to have returned from shopping and bumped into He Jingyao at the door: "Young Master."
He Jingyao whispered a few words to him, and Uncle Li's expression changed slightly.
"I understand." Uncle Li looked serious, "Please be careful."
"Take good care of Zhixi and Xiaobao." He Jingyao said deeply, tossing these words back as he turned to leave.
