"Alright, I won't ask."
Knowing that Chu Xinian didn't want her to worry, Qin Yiren pouted with a complicated expression, "Anyway, don't push yourself too hard, you can talk to me anytime."
Chu Xinian didn't respond directly, just smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I can still handle it."
Qin Yiren glanced at him, wanting to say something but stopping herself, recalling the content of that call, "Chu Xinian, he said there's still ten hours left, does he want to meet me at midnight?"
"...That's a possibility."
Chu Xinian sat next to her, picked up the book she had put aside, flipping through it, his handsome face tinged with a suspicious blush.
Following his gaze, Qin Yiren realized she was entirely preoccupied with Liu Liang and his call, completely forgetting to sneak the book back, and now it was too late.
