"Then are you coming back?"

Sheng Ning thought for a moment, nodded, then shook her head.

"I don’t know either." A trace of confusion appeared in Sheng Ning’s eyes, but she quickly shook her head and pushed those emotions to the back of her mind. "Promise me, you’ll return to the country first, okay?"

The country is always safer than here.

A hint of concealed awkwardness flashed in An’an’s eyes as she withdrew her hand from Sheng Ning’s and nodded decisively.

"Alright, I’ll return tomorrow."

"Good, I’ll make the arrangements for you." During this time, she hadn’t been idle. After the last banquet, she had come into contact with many people from the high society of Country M, such as Mary and others.

And then there’s Daives. Now that she has become the heir to the Feng Family, she has many resources at her disposal.

She is no longer the poor soul who was once caught by human traffickers.

An’an is going back, and she can directly help her arrange a flight from Country M directly to Hong Kong, and then a sea transport back to the country. This is the fastest route, and if she wishes, a cruise can also be arranged.

"An’an, you must stay safe. You are the pride of our family. Remember, your safety is more important than anything else." In Sheng Ning’s heart, An’an always came first.

She could accept anything happening to herself, but never to An’an.

"Sis, why are you so sentimental?" An’an laughed foolishly.

"I’m not being sentimental, I just suddenly feel uneasy." She patted her chest in frustration, always feeling a sense of unease, which instinctively made her focus on An’an.

"Alright, stop talking about me. Your brother-in-law and the others are upstairs, so hurry and check on them!" An’an urged.

"Okay, okay! Aren’t you going up?"

"No, I’ve been carrying them for half a day, and I’m exhausted." Taking care of two kids at once, especially when they’re at the crawling stage, was so tiring that she could hardly straighten her back.

"Alright!" Since there was an appointment with the Duke of Westminster in the evening, she needed to go upstairs to prepare.

An’an propped her chin up with one hand, watching Sheng Ning go upstairs, the smile on her lips gradually fading. She turned to look out the window at the bustling traffic, thinking of someone who should have appeared.

She breathed a mist onto the glass, and slowly began to write, unconsciously writing Qin Yue’s name repeatedly.

An’an pursed her lips. When she promised her sister to return to the country, she secretly made a resolution in her heart.

These days, she had calculated countless times on her notebook, thinking Qin Yue might be in trouble.

Having come to Country M by herself, it’s impossible for Qin Yue to remain indifferent. He had once sworn that no matter the ends of the earth, wherever she went, he would follow.

This lifetime, the next, for eternity, he would never leave her.

She didn’t dare believe the words of the Little Hooligan, but a voice inside told her,

He is sincere.

Someone who can be a good brother to someone like the brother-in-law, how could he truly be a slick-talking Little Hooligan? That’s just his facade.

An’an watched as Qin Yue’s name on the glass gradually disappeared, and suddenly she felt an inexplicable pang in her heart as if he was disappearing along with those names.

She couldn’t afford to wait any longer.

An’an suddenly stood up, just as Renault hurriedly rushed in from outside. Her eyes lit up, and she stopped Renault.

"What’s going on? What’s got you in such a hurry?" An’an asked calmly, "Isn’t the Little Hooligan found yet?"