Qin Yiren's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a serene smile curled at her rosy lips.
Looking at the man, tense and unaware, she slowly shook her head, softly yet firmly saying, "I know your intentions, but I can't do that."
After speaking, she leaned in and kissed the corner of the man's handsome lips, "Trust me, I won't forget you, Chu Xinian."
Chu Xinian closed his eyes, and his fingertips on her shoulder unconsciously applied a bit more pressure.
Lowering his eyes, he smiled, a complex expression on his face, "Little lazy bug, get up quickly and eat breakfast. I have to go to a meeting at the company later, but I'll come back early today."
"Mm."
Qin Yiren revealed a bright, unguarded smile, as if the recent headaches and despair were just illusions, causing Chu Xinian to furrow his brows in distress.
Pulling off the quilt, she pretended as if nothing had happened, stepping into her fluffy slippers and heading to the bathroom to freshen up.
