Qin Luoyin held Chen Feng tightly, as if trying to melt herself into his body.
"Luoyin, sorry, I just couldn't free myself up last night," Chen Feng whispered.
"I understand," Qin Luoyin replied softly. "No matter what you're doing, I trust you, and I'll support you."
"Why are you so silly?"
"What's wrong with being a little silly?" Qin Luoyin lifted her snow-white neck.
Looking at Qin Luoyin, Chen Feng sighed, "I'm really afraid that one day, you will get hurt because of me."
"As long as you don't ignore me, I'm not afraid of any harm."
"Wow, flattering words! Where did you learn it from?" Chen Feng patted Qin Luoyin.
"Stop it."
Qin Luoyin playfully scolded him.
The two of them were laughing and walking ahead.
Eventually, Chen Feng escorted Qin Luoyin to the hotel and then to the airport. The farewell lasted two hours.
At this moment, Chen Feng's name had become a topic of conversation for the aristocrats of Emperor City once again.
