His heart softened, and the corners of his lips gently curled into an almost imperceptible smile.
After a while, he said in a low voice, "Let's give it a few more days, wait until she's calmed down."
Looking at his unhurried demeanor, Fu Lifei thought of his deep yet twisted personality, clicked his tongue, and didn't say anything more, replying, "Alright then!"
Seeing the young girl about to leave Hepburn, Yan Yan had no interest in continuing the small talk and stood up, placing his wine glass on the table, and followed her.
As usual, Yan Yan would send her home, and a few people from the troublemaking group also followed to the door, intending to wave her goodbye.
But tonight was unusual; Yun Qiqi reached the door but didn't leave directly.
Instead, she stood under the eaves holding a bunch of food.
She didn't move, so naturally, Yan Yan didn't leave either. He said in a low voice, "Little Gua, I'll take you home."
