"America."
With a nonchalant response, Dan Hanjie's bewitching face remained placid and undisturbed.
His large hand idly played with her delicate, white fingers.
He didn't intend to elaborate further.
"Didn't we just return from Pittsburgh? What's he doing in America again?"
Disappearing silently for almost a month...
Qin Youxuan's eyes flitted around, uncertain about whether she should continue asking.
Would he think she was checking up on him?
Although she really was checking up on him, she felt somewhat dejected...
"Something came up unexpectedly."
"Is it sorted out now?" Qin Youxuan fluttered her cat-like eyes, looking at him expectantly.
"What do you want to ask?"
"I'm worried you'll disappear again." Qin Youxuan's tone suddenly became desolate, her cat-like eyes clouding over.
He could come and go as he pleased, but what about her?
