"Don't go." Jiang Yeqian pulled on her sleeve.
"Why not?" Qi Qingyao asked. Her sharp intuition was telling her that something was not quite right. Perhaps… "Do you know him?"
"No!" Jiang Yeqian said quickly.
If he did not know the person, why would he stop her from going?
Qi Qingyao put on her mask, her face the epitome of determination. Just as she was about to get off her chair, she discovered that the red ribbons around her and Jiang Yeqian's wrists were still there. When she asked Jiang Yeqian to untie hers, Jiang Yeqian shook his head in resignation, and cut them off with a pair of scissors.
Qi Qingyao twirled her wrists for a bit and discovered that she could still see Jiang Yeqian.
Then she got up.
She swooped over to the man holding the cat with two quick steps.
"Hello you... beautiful fish!"
Lu Yan: "..."
Stupefied, he stared at the "fish" that was half a head shorter than him and said nothing.
