"...Good night."
With mixed emotions, Qin Yiren withdrew her gaze and didn't ask Chu Xinian to stay, turning nonchalantly back into the house.
Until the very moment the door closed.
She could still feel Chu Xinian's gaze lingering on her, intense and deep, making her almost want to flee.
She was grateful to Chu Xinian for stepping in to stop the drunken fool from bothering her just now, but that didn't mean she would be moved to the point of being like the silly sweet heroine in a romance drama, ready to offer herself up at any moment.
No matter how another version of her once loved Chu Xinian, the one she loved now was Bo Jinghang, and this was beyond doubt.
Inside the villa, Qin Er came out carrying a coat and bumped into his distraught sister, asking perplexedly, "Yi Ren?"
"Brother."
Qin Yiren collected her thoughts, restrained herself from being affected by Chu Xinian, and casually asked, "Are you going out?"
