I Really Didn’t Want to Increase My Favorability!

“Good evening, Ji Yun,”

Su Qingwan opened the door, unsure whether to smile or keep a neutral expression. In the end, she forced a smile and welcomed her in.

Ji Yun glanced at Su Qingwan, gave a slight nod, and placed the bag in her hand on the table.

“I brought some sausages. They’re from Sichuan, sent by Xu Lin’s cousin. They’re raw and need to be cooked.”

“Thank you. Sister Qin really likes spicy food.”

“It’s nothing, I was just passing by anyway.”

Ji Yun maintained her gentle demeanor, one that seemed ingrained in her, and it put Su Qingwan somewhat at ease.

With such a personality, no matter what happens, she wouldn’t argue with Qin Yunhe—this much Su Qingwan was confident about.

“By the way, Xu Lin is here. I brought him over to change clothes. We’re heading to my place afterward.”