Lin Yiqian hesitated for a moment before she sent her next message. "Alright then. That will be the last time I'm calling you Changlin."
After sending the message, she put the phone down and walked over to the balcony as she stared into the pitch-black sky.
Despite her straightforward attitude, Lin Yiqian still felt a tinge of sadness as if she had to give up something dear to her.
***
Song Changlin froze when he saw Lin Yiqian's reply. In an instant, he seemed to have zoned out as he began to stare blankly ahead.
"Small Uncle, what's wrong?" Gu Nianjia asked.
Song Changlin raised his head to look at Gu Nianjia after his thoughts were interrupted. Without the slightest bit of hesitation, he grabbbed Gu Nianjia's hand. "Nianjia, I'm taking you home."
As he spoke, he was already dragging her to the door.
Gu Nianjia was in a state of shock. Thus, she did not know how to respond.
