The women present were filled with affection, and felt an urge to go up and pat Gong Xiaoye's fluffy head.

"Little sister, little sister, little sister~~, little sister, please pay attention to me~~"

Everyone: ......? ? ? !!!!

Gong Ning lowered her head. Even though he was still as funny and charming as ever, she couldn't laugh at all. She just kept staring at Gong Qiaoyu's hand that was holding hers. The warmth from his palm was familiar from her memories.

The look of disappointment and despair in his eyes as he looked at her resurfaced in my mind...

She abruptly pulled her hand away in a panic, took a few steps back, turned around and hugged Yan Jingzhou, burying her small face in his chest, "Azhou, take me home, I want to go home, I'm hungry!"

The man didn't speak; the person in his arms was curled up tightly, their whole body stiff and rigid.

She's unhappy!

He lowered his eyes for a few seconds, then bent down and picked her up in his arms. Gong Ning immediately burrowed into his embrace like a little squirrel returning to its burrow.

He never looked at Gong Qiaoyu once, let alone spoke to him.

Yan Jingzhou glanced at Gong Qiaoyu indifferently, his eyes flickering with a complex emotion, before he hugged the person in his arms tightly and turned to leave.

Ji Chen greeted Gong Qiaoyu and then quickly followed Yan Jingzhou.

Gong Qiaoyu stood there blankly, his hand, which Gong Ning had tossed aside, frozen in mid-air. For the first time, his usually playful and carefree phoenix eyes lost their smile and were tinged with a sense of "disappointment."

Ningning.....

Are you really never going to forgive us?