Seeing Qin Han with a look of weariness, a hint of heartache inevitably surfaced in Song Yuwei's eyes. She knew he must have had something to do, otherwise he wouldn't have left again right after returning to Zhongzhou without even having time to go home.
"Mm," Qin Han nodded gently as he sat down beside Song Yuwei, looking somewhat exhausted.
Song Yuwei laid Qin Han's head on her thigh and gently massaged his temples.
Qin Han closed his eyes, enjoying the tenderness from Song Yuwei.
Regarding the day's events, if Qin Han didn't speak, she wouldn't ask.
As for whether Qin Han would do something to betray her trust, if she didn't even have that much faith in him, then she wouldn't be Song Yuwei.
Although she was still on guard against those young girls at the clinic and hospital, this guard wasn't about keeping Qin Han on a tight leash, but rather it was about Song Yuwei's care and concern for him.