Ye Ziqing looked at the pair, seemingly having made a certain decision. Her expression softened slightly, but she still maintained a certain sense of distance.
Her gaze fell on her daughter, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness, "Qingning, we'll talk later. For now, you two can leave."
Ye Qingning and Pei Jingchuan exchanged a glance, both reading a hint of confusion in each other's eyes.
Ye Qingning nodded lightly, saying to her mother, "Okay, Mom. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help."
The two of them slowly turned around, stepping out of the main area of the banquet and heading towards the more private garden area.
Their steps seemed heavy, each one as if weighed down with thoughts about the meaning of their conversation and the possible implications it might bring.
All the way, they remained silent, each lost in their own thoughts.
