The atmosphere grew tense for a moment.
Qin Jinhai put down his chopsticks and stood up.
Fu Bing's heart plummeted.
She walked over to where Qin Jinhai had been sitting, picked up her phone, and left without a backward glance.
Qin Jinhai listened to her retreating footsteps, his hands clenched into fists.
It was right not to get too close to her until everything was clear.
He couldn't control himself.
Only as Qin Jinhai could he openly look at her, hold her. But he couldn't protect her overtly.
Even the bravest person wouldn't willingly hit their head against a wall twice.
When Fu Bing returned to the villa, Ren Zhi personally drove Elder Jiang and Jian Yao over.
Fu Bing went to open the car door for Elder Jiang.
Elder Jiang, beaming, clasped Fu Bing's hand. "The place you've chosen isn't bad at all. It's very comfortable here."
"If you like it, you're welcome to move in."
"Would that be convenient?"
"As long as you don't find it inconvenient, it's fine."
