Fang Sijie's home is always so well-organized, Ye Qiu can never find any dust whenever he visits.
Ye Qiu sat down, and Fang Sijie couldn't help but start with a word of thanks: "He hasn't bothered me these days, thank you."
Since the day Ye Qiu encountered Niu Fei, Fang Sijie, who had been somewhat worried after Ye Qiu told her he would handle it, felt relieved seeing that Niu Fei didn't appear before her anymore. Without overthinking, she knew it was Ye Qiu's help.
"It's good that he isn't bothering you anymore. I said I would handle it, and naturally, I meant to keep my word," Ye Qiu said with a smile.
Fang Sijie found herself feeling moved as she observed the man in front of her, younger than herself, who had helped her countless times. Every time she was in danger or in trouble, Ye Qiu would show up and resolve it for her.
In Fang Sijie's heart, somewhat despaired of love, an involuntary hope for love emerged.
