The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the residential complex.
"Uncle Qin, goodbye."
Qin Zhuan sighed, turning away with a sense of reluctance.
Yun Ya pushed open the car door and stepped out.
"Yaya."
Qin Du followed and got out of the car.
Yun Ya turned around, and the setting sun's afterglow fell on her, coating her in a layer of golden light, unbelievably beautiful.
In Qin Du's eyes, her figure reflected as he walked towards her step by step, his gaze as tender as the spring rain on apricot blossoms in March, stirring up waves of softness in one's heart like a gentle sea.
"Do you live here now?"
This was not a place where just anyone could afford to live, and he had wanted to ask earlier but held back, not wanting to worry his father. Now, he couldn't wait any longer.
Yun Ya casually tossed her hair, smiling gently, "I'm temporarily staying at a relative's house."
"What about the Yun Family? Aren't you going back there?"
