"Alright, I got it."
Bo Jinghang lowered his gaze, seemingly unsurprised by this answer.
After all, to Qin Yiren...
Qin Er is her brother; he's her lover. She doesn't want them to worry, and he understands this.
And what he can do...
"Mr. Qin, I'll keep an eye on her mood recently. If anything seems off..."
"Contact me anytime!"
The two men reached a harmonious agreement and bid each other farewell.
Bo Jinghang returned to the restaurant and saw the little woman waiting for him along with her untouched breakfast. He asked helplessly, "Silly girl, why aren't you eating?"
"I wanted to eat with you."
Qin Yiren playfully winked at him; her bright eyes showed no gloom. She stabbed a meatball with a fork, took a bite, and mumbled, "Be honest, are you badmouthing me to my brother?"
