Recalling the excuse she once made, Qin Yiren felt a pang of guilt and silently nodded her head.
Although the psychological treatment was a lie, her emotions were indeed unstable, and she didn't want to show this side of herself to the family who cared about her.
Walking along the stone-paved path, the exquisite and romantic hotel was within reach.
Mrs. Qin carefully inspected the hotel's layout and finally felt at ease, "I heard Miss Yan helped arrange for you to come here to recuperate. We must prepare a thank-you gift. Do you have any suggestions?"
Qin Yiren smiled, "Mom, Xiaye is my friend. I'll take care of everything. You don't need to worry."
"Alright, you young girls' matters, I don't quite understand. In any case, we mustn't be impolite."
As she spoke, Mrs. Qin took a credit card out of her pocket and stuffed it into Qin Yiren's hand without a word: "Look, this is a supplementary card from your Second Brother, there's about ten million on it, you can use it for now."
