"Wait for me, I'll be right back," Qinghe took another bite of her apple and said to Weisheng Yueren. Bill and Czech looked at her oddly; hadn't that man called Weisheng Yueren just asked them to lunch, commenting that snacking isn't good for health? Why would she suddenly want to leave? But it was the couple's personal matter, and both men tacitly turned their heads away, choosing not to inquire further.
Weisheng Yueren looked at her deeply, saw the seriousness in her eyes, and just nodded. He didn't ask for details, his trust in her was implicit.
However, as Qinghe reached the door, her eyes held a teasing smile, "Aren't you coming?" She had nothing to hide from Weisheng Yueren, it was just that they were often apart more than together, and she had become accustomed to solving her own problems. It wasn't that she wanted to shut him out of her world. The fleeting sadness in his eyes a moment ago hadn't escaped her notice.
