He Jinghan looked at Rong Qi, who had her head bowed, and a ripple of emotion washed over him. The wind was blowing outside, but his face still felt unnaturally warm. The two of them stood there in silence as if they were a picturesque scene straight out of an art gallery.
"Shall we go for a walk?" suggested He Jinghan.
"Sure," Rong Qi agreed without hesitation.
They descended from the building and walked toward the wooded area. Rong Qi kept her hands in her pockets, her silence complementing the tranquil atmosphere.
"How have you been at the Rong residence? Rong Feiyu hasn't been attending classes lately. Has something happened to your family?" He Jinghan probed, packing a lot of information into that single sentence.
Rong Qi pondered for a moment. "Everything's fine at the Rong residence. Nothing's happened. Why? Are you concerned about Rong Feiyu?"
Her eyebrows lifted subtly, and a slight smile crept across her lips.
