Qin Siting must have seen Xiao Luye. She wondered if Xiao Luye had guessed that there was someone here. Perhaps he had guessed it? Otherwise, he wouldn't have stared in this direction for so long.
For some reason, they were looking at each other from such a distance. She could not see Xiao Luye's expression clearly, but she could feel the inexplicable coldness from Qin Siting's silence.
It felt as though sparks were crackling in the air.
She quickly picked up the phone and placed it by her ear. "Hurry up and go back. Besides, it's almost the Spring Festival. Aren't you going back to Lin City? Uncle Xiao should be waiting for you to go back for the New Year."
Xiao Luye did not speak. He hung up the phone and threw it into his pocket. Then, as if he had already confirmed this direction, he looked at them expressionlessly.