On the contrary, Chen Qianmo felt that Yan Qingruo's palm was a bit cold and asked with concern, "Are you cold?"
"I'm okay," Yan Qingruo wrapped herself tighter in the coat that belonged to Chen Qianmo.
"Let's go back to the Chen family estate first," Chen Qianmo said softly.
Yan Qingruo knew that, with such a serious incident having occurred, even if she didn't go back to the Chen family estate, the old master would come looking for him.
Chen Qianmo withdrew his gaze, looked straight ahead, and drove the car steadily out.
They soon arrived at the Chen family estate. This area of land belonged to the family privately, which made it impossible for reporters to get in.
However, there were still reporters trying to pick up news on the fringes. Despite Chen Qianmo having disclosed plenty already that evening, how could journalists with their insatiable appetite for gossip resist the lure of more information?