After Shen Ye left, Yan Qingruo entered Chen Qianmo's book room.
Chen Qianmo was standing with his back to the door, facing the window.
A powerful aura emanated from him, yet he maintained a silent seriousness.
"Qianmo," Yan Qingruo called out his name softly.
Upon hearing Yan Qingruo's voice, Chen Qianmo turned around, his face already wearing a gentle smile.
He walked towards Yan Qingruo, took her into his arms, and said softly, "It's getting late, why haven't you gone to rest?"
"I just put the baby to sleep. Knowing that Shen Ye had been here, I wanted to come and see how you were," Yan Qingruo said softly.
Seeing the solemn expression on Shen Ye earlier and now Chen Qianmo's demeanor, Yan Qingruo knew that something important must be happening.
Only she did not know what it was.
"Mhm, let's go, it's late, we should rest," Chen Qianmo nodded and said.
"Shen Ye came to see you, was there something he needed?" Yan Qingruo eventually couldn't help but ask.