"You're not going to come back, are you?"
An Ning asked anxiously, her face showing a mix of hope and fear as she blurted out the question. The thought crossed her mind that now Li Jilin was dead, no one posed a threat to her anymore. She worried that if Chen Yang left today, he might never return.
Although her time with Chen Yang had been brief, she felt that he occupied a special place in her heart. Inexplicably, she wanted to rely on this man, to be sheltered by him, and to have him be a part of her life.
After speaking, An Ning realized that she had lost composure. Her pretty face turned slightly red, her eyes flickered, not daring to meet Chen Yang's gaze.
Chen Yang turned around with a smile, pointing to the soy milk and dough sticks on the table, "Don't worry, I still need to buy you breakfast tomorrow morning. I'll definitely come back."
"I didn't mean that, who cares about you buying me breakfast."
