"Alright, if he gets too emotional, leave immediately. I don't want him to hurt you."
"Thank you!"
Qian Xueying immediately showed a face full of gratitude.
The two arrived at Moses' guest room door together, Paul carefully helped her push open the door, slightly sidestepped to allow Qian Xueying to enter, and gently closed the door behind them.
Qian Xueying's lips curled into a smile as she glanced around.
The living room lights were off, but there was a faint glow coming from one of the rooms. She took off her wooden clogs, now only in socked feet, and tiptoed over.
Through the ajar door, she could see Moses sitting on the chair at the desk, his profile facing the night sky outside the window, seemingly lost in thought or daydreaming.
On the desk, there was a stack of documents and a thick item that Qian Xueying took a closer look at and confirmed to be a photo album.
"Red wine!"
Moses' voice suddenly rang out.
