Yan Xi finished speaking, her gaze calmly fixed on Yu Siting's deep, pool-like eyes.
The man's grip on her hand slightly loosened, and Yan Xi naturally withdrew her hand, got out of the car, and opened the door for Yu Siting.
Yu Siting bent down to get out of the car, stood aside, and watched as Yan Xi got into the car quickly, turned it around, and left.
He stood there for a long time, watching until Yan Xi's car disappeared from his view before he turned around and went back inside Park City.
Back in Park City, he sat on the sofa, pinching the bridge of his nose with his forefinger and thumb, his brows slightly furrowed with a touch of anxiety.
After a long while, he took out his phone, opened Mr. Yan's contact, and sent a message.
[Uncle Yan, can I still come over to the Yan Family for breakfast tomorrow?]
At the Yan Family, Mr. Yan was just about to rest when he saw the message from Yu Siting.