At this moment, Hou Yan suddenly looked at her with an anxious expression, "I'm going back to the city after the autumn harvest."

He stared intently at Qiao Qiqi's fair and delicate face, trying to see a trace of reluctance in her eyes, but in the end, he disappointed her.

"Oh, then I'll say goodbye in advance."

Qiao Qiqi walked away with a cold expression and continued walking without stopping.

Looking at her slender back, Hou Yan frowned deeply.

He always felt that everything Qiao Qiqi had been doing lately was a ploy to get him, whether it was her cold attitude or her demands for money, he believed it was all part of Qiao Qiqi's new tactics.

But seeing how indifferent she was to him now, and even seeing a hint of disgust and annoyance in her eyes, Hou Yan was no longer so sure.

There was even a hint of panic.

Only he knew how depressed he had been these past few days since Qiao Qiqi asked him for money. He couldn't concentrate on anything, and Qiao Qiqi's delicate little face kept popping into his mind and wouldn't leave.

Hou Yan now realizes that he cares about Qiao Qiqi more than he thought.

He came here today with a plan in mind: if Qiao Qiqi showed even the slightest sign of reluctance, he would tell her to wait for him for three years, and that once he returned to the city and became successful, he would definitely bring her to the city.

Although he was certain to marry Zhang Jingya and couldn't give Qiao Qiqi a formal title, he could still provide her with a comfortable life.

Qiao Qiqi didn't need to turn around to feel a burning gaze on her back.

Although she didn't know what Hou Yan was thinking.

But at that moment, a sentence popped into my mind: "Belated affection is not only cheaper than grass, but also disgusting!"

Just as she turned the corner and left, a pink figure suddenly appeared beside Hou Yan.