Because of Qin Mu, An Lin gave up the idea of staying at home.
When she left An's Home, there were no cars outside.
"I let the other two go ahead. Let's walk back, okay?"
As Qin Mu spoke, he reached out to hold An Lin's hand. Feeling it stiffen slightly, his eyes changed subtly, and his thin lips gently pressed together.
An Lin didn't know why Qin Mu came back, nor did she understand what mad whim had caused him to suddenly want to take a walk with her.
Especially at this hour, two in the morning.
Taking a walk at this time wasn't romantic.
Perhaps it wasn't the time that was wrong, but rather the events of the evening left An Lin in no mood for a stroll.
Yet at this moment, there seemed to be no other choice.
Luckily, the Qin Family was not far from An's Home. She nodded without speaking.
