Ling Tianyu looked up at Duan Yanran, who was eating silently, knowing what she was thinking. He, in fact, wanted to experience love, but the wounds Qin Tianyi had caused hadn't yet healed. His family was gone, and he had lost all his brothers, bleeding from an open wound.
Asking him to be in a relationship at this time was simply impossible, especially since he still needed to cultivate when he hardly had time for such matters.
"Are you done eating?" Ling Tianyu asked after a while, having finished his meal.
"I'm done," Duan Yanran put down her chopsticks, helped clear the table, and they drove to the company together.
The two of them didn't speak the entire way, the car ride was very quiet, only talking briefly upon arriving at the company.
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Inside the Duan Family Villa, Duan Yanyun sat on the sofa. His family had just been cremated without a funeral and were buried immediately.
Duan Yanyun didn't want to make a fuss and had settled the funeral affairs hastily.