The night had fallen, and Qin Yuji checked in on Da Bao and Xiao Bao in the nursery before returning to her bedroom.
Just as she got into bed, her phone rang.
She glanced at the time—it was afternoon in Paris. Qin Yuji answered the call and asked gently, "How is everything going? Are you okay?"
Every day since Chi Jingxuan had arrived in Paris, Qin Yuji worried about him. She feared that if he uncovered a clue about what happened back then, it might shock or hurt him too much.
On the other end of the call, Chi Jingxuan sat in a car, gazing at the wooden building beside him, his expression heavy.
Hearing Qin Yuji's voice, Chi Jingxuan chuckled lightly and said in a deliberately relaxed tone, "Nothing yet, for now."
Then, with a hint of guilt, Chi Jingxuan added, "Yuji, I'm sorry, but I might need to stay a few more days."
"It's okay, focus on what you're doing. I'm here with Grandpa and Grandma, taking care of Da Bao and Xiao Bao. Everything's fine..."