He gently straightened the buttons on her clothes, his eyes filled with helplessness and tenderness.

After saying that, he gently patted her head again, his voice low and deep:

"Don't overthink it, Yangyang has drunk too much and no one will take care of him."

“I was afraid she would be wary of me and refuse my help. With you here, she should feel more at ease.”

Wen Ying was slightly taken aback, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

When she received the call, his tone was cold and brief; he only gave her an address.

She rushed over.

And that's when I saw that scene on the street.

It reminds me of my time in New York.

He also had arguments and even physical altercations with Chu Wuyang's husband.

Therefore, it was hard for her not to think that he was doing this again because of his childhood sweetheart...

But now he's being so candid and actively asking her to come out is to avoid being alone with other women.

Thinking of this,

She lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief.

The unease and doubts I felt earlier gradually faded away.

Suddenly I realized,

I shouldn't have been so suspicious just now.

Yang Jinchu seemed to sense the change in her emotions, his gaze softened, and he continued:

"You don't want to come with me, do you? If so, I won't invite you next time."

"No, it's nothing."

Wen Ying quickly shook her head, her voice soft but firm.

"No, I'm willing."

"It is indeed more convenient when there are girls around."

She paused, then looked up at Yang Jinchu, her eyes filled with apology and gratitude.

"Thank you, Jin Chu." She thanked him for not letting her misunderstand.

Yang Jinchu smiled softly.

A fleeting tenderness crossed his eyes.

The car started and continued driving forward, the atmosphere gradually returning to calm amidst the warmth.