After coaxing Ji Die to sleep, Ji Yunya got up and left the room. Walking downstairs, seeing Qin Du sitting opposite Yan Song, Ji Yunya smiled and said, "Brother Ah Du, you’re back." Qin Du smiled gently, "Yaya, how is Aunt Die?" Yan Song narrowed his cold eyes slightly, Yaya, calling it so affectionately. "She just fell asleep, but her emotions are still a bit unstable. Uncle Qin went too far this time." She sighed after speaking. Qin Du didn’t know why the two quarreled and furrowed his brows slightly upon hearing this, "I’ll talk to Dad later." At this moment, Yan Song strode to Ji Yunya’s side, reached out, and held her hand, which was cold. He wrapped it in his hands to warm it, and said softly, "Let’s go home." Ji Yunya nodded, "Brother Ah Du, we’ll head back first. You should rest early too." Yan Song directly picked up Ji Yunya by the waist and started walking out. Ji Yunya exclaimed and then obediently snuggled in his arms without moving. 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Ji Yunya’s eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn’t open her eyes and said softly, "It’s nothing, I’ll tell you when there’s time." Upon hearing this, Yan Song raised an eyebrow and leaned down to kiss her forehead, "Good night." The next day, Yan Song left early again, appearing increasingly busy before he departed. Today’s weather was gloomy. The weather forecast mentioned a cold front moving southward, with the first snow in the north already affecting the southern weather. The temperature dropped a bit. Ji Yunya wore a turtleneck sweater, black pencil pants, and a moss-green trench coat. Her long hair was tied in a bun. Though dressed simply, she carried a unique grace, still so beautiful that it was hard to look away. Her body felt much better today. Despite still having some issues, she could at least eat, and having something to eat gave her strength. For breakfast, she drank a bowl of porridge, ate an egg, and half an oil cake when the company sent someone to pick her up. 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