"Malaysian Chinese, my family..." Fu Qin hesitated, her eyes reddening again as she spoke, her face a picture of heartache so deep it was unbearable to look back on.
However, before Si Chen could say anything, she pretended to be strong and touched her tears, "It's fine, it's all in the past. I don't want to talk about it anymore, okay?"
"Mm, remember to tell me anything as soon as it happens in the future. I'm your man, understand?" Si Chen gently kissed her hair as he looked down at her affectionately.
He then looked at the suitcase behind Quan Fengyan, "Is that your stuff? Do you have a place to stay?"
"Mm, I received Mr. Quan's email saying you were in the Imperial Capital, so I flew over recklessly to find you. Where else could I go?" Fu Qin said shyly, sticking out her tongue in a demure, girlish manner.
"Then I'll take you to a hotel first, or..." Si Chen hesitated a bit.
