"All you know is eating!" Xiao Qian pushed Chen Zilong aside and said to Lily Tang, "Even though the frozen and soft versions of the pear taste different, they're still the same pear. It's the same with people. In different times and different capacities, the way we express our feelings will definitely change."
Lily Tang, stumped by Xiao Qian's words, held the blackened frozen pear in her hand and turned to leave.
"See you tomorrow."
"Qian'er, didn't you say she would stay the night? How can you let Shuixian go home in the dark? It's not safe. Ming Lang, could you drive her home?" Jia Xiufang said with concern.
Yu Minglang didn't respond directly, but looked at Xiao Qian. Seeing Xiao Qian shake her head, he remained silent.
"It's alright, someone else will pick her up at the gate."
Jia Xiufang was still worried, so she accompanied Shuixian to the gate. In less than two minutes, a Bentley pulled up.
