"Then what about Yinan? He's not coming with us?"
"He won't be able to make it…" Qin Yinan stopped at bedroom door as Cheng Qingchong answered on his behalf. Through the half-open door, he could see Cheng Qingchong turn toward Mrs. Cheng apologetically, "Mum, Yinan told me, he's really sorry that he can't accompany you daily because of work."
Mrs. Cheng smiled understandingly. "Yinan, that child sure is a good person. I came to Beijing to visit the both of you, not to create unnecessary trouble. He should focus on his work. As long as you accompany me, it's fine."
Cheng Qingchong smiled in response. She took the empty glass from her mother and said, "It's getting late, Mom, rest well."
As the pair of mother and daughter got up from the sofa, Qin Yinan lowered his head and left in a hurry.
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