Jiang Ruan simply leaned against him, hooked his arm, propped her chin on his solid arm, and looked at him with her wild peach blossom eyes without blinking.
"You go ahead. You can rest assured about me. I will handle things well. Plus, Bo Qingyu is here to help me. There won't be any problems. You have to go back regardless. You have been investigating for so many years, and now you finally got some clues, are you really going to give up this opportunity and leave your father's death unexplained?"
Because she understood him, loved him, she wouldn't let him stay here and waste time. She knew very clear how much Fu Chi cared about his father's death, he had thoroughly investigated for so long, would he just give up because of her?
Fu Chi's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
His deep, dark eyes looked at her intensely.
"Ruanruan, the most important thing to me right now is you."
