When Qin Nuan came downstairs, Luo Qianqian had already gone to school. Qin Nuan felt somewhat embarrassed, but Yue Tingyu was used to her granddaughter's laziness and understood that the Qins had been quite busy recently, so naturally, she did not blame her.
"Noodles or buns?" Yue Tingyu asked early in the morning, as she had been instructed by her grandson to keep Qin Nuan's meal warm.
"Noodles are fine," Qin Nuan hurriedly replied, glancing at the message on her phone. She then realized Luo Yanran had returned to the set. With a slight sigh, she showed no sign of blame; she understood that Luo Yanran's work was not easy. To love was not easy; wasn't what they needed just mutual understanding and support?
"Nuannuan," Qin Wen said, rubbing his head as he came out of his room, staring at Qin Nuan standing in the middle of the living room, still somewhat disoriented. He glanced at the clock and then widened his eyes, "Is it this late?"
