Song Chuyi sighed in his heart. "Ruan Yang, I never wanted to get involved in your friendships. You're in a difficult position but so am I. Don't think of me too poorly. I respect your friendships very much. I don't know what Xin Ziao told you, but I'm very satisfied with my current marital status. You're a smart person—you should keep these words to yourself. However, I can tell you that if you want to be with Xin Ziao, he won't necessarily be very agreeable with you continuing to be good friends with Changqing."
He carried the luggage in and pressed the button for the elevator after coming out. He turned around and said, "I'm going down first. It wouldn't be too good to stay up here for too long."
Ruan Yang didn't say anything more and merely watched him enter the elevator.
Just as Song Chuyi came downstairs, Changqing was about to get impatient from waiting. When she saw him coming, she asked, "What took you so long? Did Ruan Yang say anything to you?"