One month later.
"Do you really have to go?" Qi Jianyi raised her head and looked at the door. She saw Qi Jianning leaning against the door with a sad expression on her face, her figure half hidden in the dim corridor light.
"What's wrong? Are you reluctant to let me go now?" Qi Jianyi teased, her lips lifting into a smirk. She put down her pen and leaned back on her leather chair, her fingers casually playing with the pen cap as she watched her sister.
Seeing the teasing expression on her sister's face, Qi Jianning pouted in annoyance. She stepped further into the room and walked slowly until she stood right in front of Qi Jianyi, her brows furrowed slightly.
Sighing, the young woman lamented in a half-defeated tone, "Well, even if I regret it, there's nothing I can do anymore. I can't really stop you from going, can I?"
