Left

She nodded, "For how long?" He was the President of Amaranthine. Staying here must have made it difficult for him to deal with his work. 

"It could be weeks or months or years," Han Jian Yu said as he wrapped an arm around her waist. 

Mia frowned. When he leaned closer to her, she turned her face to the side such that his lips landed on her cheeks. 

It was a good thing that he was leaving but she was not happy to hear it, "Is it because of Mei?"

Han Jian Yu paused, "Initially, I was here because of her so now that she is happy, I want to go back," He did not want Mei to insist on him again and again, to tell the truth, that he was reluctant to tell her... 

He felt uncomfortable whenever that matter was brought up. 

It was not her he was angry on. He was angry at himself. 

Mia stepped back from him as she sat on the steps before patting the place beside her, "Sit."