When Lin Chaoyan saw her return, she put down her cup and asked, "Is the deed done? Did that Jiang guy make things difficult for you?"
"It's done," Lin Qingqian replied. Her gaze landed on the luggage. "Auntie, are you going back to Yushan?"
Lin Chaoyan replied readily, "Yes, since there's no issues on your side now, I can go back. The little b*stards at home are still waiting for me to feed them."
"Auntie, can you not go back?" Lin Qingqian held her hand, feeling very reluctant.
"What can I do here if I don't go back?" Lin Chaoyan glared at her coquettishly. "Alright, you're already so old, yet you're still acting like a child! If you really can't bear to part with Auntie, come and visit me more often."
Lin Qingqian pursed her lips and nodded without saying anything.