Ling Tianyu heard this and glanced at Song Yanwu. Bars were not a good place for a girl to go to, generally; they were murky places, unsuitable for good people.
"Brother Tianyu," Song Yanwu called out again, seeing that Ling Tianyu remained silent. She was somewhat disappointed, but not willing to give up just yet.
"Don't go there, it's not a place suitable for you," Ling Tianyu replied, lowered his head, and continued reading the newspaper. A good girl would do better resting at home—why follow him to such a chaotic place?
Besides, once there, who knew whether it would be a good thing or bad.
Seeing him respond like that, Song Yanwu was very disappointed and didn't say anything more, lowering her head to continue dealing with the work in her hands.
Duan Yanran returned to the office after a while, picked up her water cup, and drank it dry. Ling Tianyu saw this and also felt relieved.
The whole day, Ling Tianyu drove Duan Yanran to her home.