Shi Lan walked over to Yan Shixiu with annoyance, "What's up?"
Yan Shixiu patted the spot next to him, "Lie down."
Barefoot, Shi Lan lay down on the couch, resting her head on Yan Shixiu's lap, "You should move back, stop disturbing my peace here all the time."
"If I move away, would you reach out to me on your own?" Yan Shixiu switched his phone to his right hand and gently stroked Shi Lan's long hair with his left hand.
"If I want to find you, I will contact you naturally. If I don't want to, even if you stay here every day, I won't care."
Although the words sounded a bit hurtful, Yan Shixiu felt that this was just Shi Lan's temperament.
"I'll move out after I've dealt with the things here, and I'll be on a business trip tomorrow and the day after, so I'll spend a bit more time with you tonight."
After hearing this, Shi Lan judged the situation and finally felt relieved that President Yan wasn't completely blinded by love.
