Chapter 571: Would He Really Be That Kind?

Qin Yiyan's expression suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Qin Mu continued immediately, "Xin'ai, look, this is the room I decorated for Yiyan. Doesn't it look nice? If I left it to him, it would definitely be black, white, and gray again, looking all drab and lacking any youthful spirit..."

Liu Xin'ai nodded upon hearing this, yet couldn't help but feel a bit surprised.

She hadn't expected Qin Yiyan to be so obedient at home... How could he have that kind of personality outside?

Just as Liu Xin'ai was thinking this, she felt Qin Mu pat her hand: "Xin'ai, don't be reserved today, just stay here..."

"Auntie, I..." Liu Xin'ai instinctively wanted to refuse.

But before she could finish, Qin Yiyan took the initiative and said, "Mom, you should get some rest early. Xin'ai and I are going to rest early too."

"Alright, then I won't disturb you. You two rest. Everything you need is in the bedroom, no need to have anyone prepare anything else..."

Qin Mu said this as she turned and left.

Liu Xin'ai had no choice but to swallow all her words. Once she had walked far away, she asked with a cold face, "Why did we have to stay today?"

Qin Yiyan raised an eyebrow, said nothing, and turned to enter the room.

Liu Xin'ai had no choice but to follow him in. Once inside, she heard Qin Yiyan say, as if explaining, "Believe it or not, as long as my mom wants you to stay, she will always find a way to keep you here."

As he spoke, he glanced around the place he hadn't returned to for a long time, then suddenly added, "Just like this room, everything will be done according to her wishes."

Liu Xin'ai was startled upon hearing this, suddenly feeling that his words sounded a bit strange.

Was Qin Yiyan dissatisfied with Madam Qin?

But it looked... as if the two of them got along quite harmoniously; one could almost call it a mother's kindness and a son's filial piety...

Liu Xin'ai had no intention of prying into other people's family affairs. She said nothing, her gaze sweeping past the large bed in the room and locking directly onto a small double sofa by the window.

"You sleep on the bed tonight, I'll sleep on the sofa."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to walk toward the sofa and sat down casually.

Qin Yiyan's eyes flickered for a moment, a flash of displeasure crossing his gaze, but he didn't say anything more.

He simply threw out the word "whatever" and turned to go to the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of rushing water echoed in the room.

Liu Xin'ai sat blankly on the sofa, her eyes staring vacantly at a point in the air. Her fingers instinctively moved to her chest, but she only touched a void.

She snapped back to reality, only then remembering that the ring which had accompanied her for many years had been returned to its original owner tonight.

Liu Xin'ai's lips curled into a bleak arc. She got up, found a blanket in the wardrobe, and without even changing into pajamas, lay down on the sofa.

When Qin Yiyan came out after his shower, that was what he saw: her back turned toward him.

For some reason, he felt inexplicably stifled again.

There were only a few days left until the wedding...

Did this woman, Liu Xin'ai, intend to treat him with this attitude for the rest of her life?

Qin Yiyan took a deep breath. Remembering that they were at home, he ultimately swallowed all his anger. He glanced at the blanket on her, and without a word, got into bed alone.

She could sleep wherever she wanted!

He couldn't be bothered to care!

Four hours later—

Qin Yiyan, who had no sleepiness at all, turned over in bed.

It was already one o'clock in the morning.

The lights in the bedroom had long been turned off.

Liu Xin'ai, lying on the sofa, hadn't moved once, remaining quiet the whole time.

It was just that her posture looked much more curled up than before.

It was deep autumn now; naturally, she would feel cold with only one blanket.

Qin Yiyan's eyes shone with a dark light in the night.

After another half hour, he finally couldn't help but roll over and sit up from the bed, walking toward the person lying on the sofa with an expressionless face.

Liu Xin'ai seemed to be fast asleep, not woken up at all by the soft footsteps.

Qin Yiyan stood by the sofa, staring at her sleeping face for two seconds, then suddenly couldn't help but reach out and lightly touch her cheek, only to pull his hand back as if electrocuted.

This woman... she looked much more well-behaved when she was asleep.

Her expression wasn't as cold, either.

Qin Yiyan pondered for a moment, then carefully reached out his hand and slid it under her shoulders.

His other hand was cautiously placed under the bend of her knees.

Then, with a light effort, he scooped her up from the sofa.

Liu Xin'ai's eyelashes fluttered for a moment, but she did not wake up.

Qin Yiyan instinctively held his breath, slowly turning with her in his arms and walking toward the bed.

Not until he placed her on the bed did he let out a sharp sigh of relief, then quickly pulled the quilt over her.

After doing all this, he didn't get back into bed, but stood by the bedside motionless, his expression hesitant.

After a long while—

He suddenly turned and left the room.

"Click"—

The door was gently latched, emitting a crisp sound.

The person lying on the bed opened her eyes in an instant.

Liu Xin'ai looked at the empty room, her face full of complexity.

She had already woken up the moment she was picked up, but not knowing what Qin Yiyan wanted to do, she had vigilantly remained silent.

But she hadn't expected...

Liu Xin'ai lay on the bed, still able to feel the lingering warmth of the man on the sheets and quilt.

She pressed her lips together, subconsciously shifting toward the other side of the bed where no one had slept, her eyes fixed on the doorway.

What had Qin Yiyan gone off to do?

Would he be coming back in a while?

Why... had he suddenly been so kind as to carry her to the bed to sleep?

There was no one else here besides her and him, so who was he putting on a show for?

Liu Xin'ai secretly speculated about Qin Yiyan's motives, fighting off her sleepiness, pricking up her ears to listen for any movement outside the door, terrified that he might suddenly return.

Yet, she did not know how much time had passed, but there was still not a sound outside.

Liu Xin'ai finally could not resist the heavy sleepiness of her eyelids and fell asleep once more.

The next morning—

She opened her eyes groggily, and the moment she became clear-headed, her first instinct was to check the side of the bed.

The bed was still empty; she was the only one there.

Liu Xin'ai sat up, her expression growing increasingly skeptical.

What on earth... had Qin Yiyan gone to do last night?

Could it be that after carrying her to bed... he went to sleep in another room?

Would he really be that kind?

Liu Xin'ai could not fathom it no matter how she thought about it.

Pondering the motives behind Qin Yiyan's actions had already become a habit of hers.

Just at this moment—

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The bedroom door was suddenly knocked upon, and a servant's voice sounded from outside: "Miss Qin, are you awake? The master, the mistress, and the young master are already waiting for you downstairs for breakfast."

"Alright, I'm coming right now!"

Liu Xin'ai replied, hurriedly getting out of bed to wash up, casting the matter to the back of her mind.

No point in thinking about it so much!

Once she finished breakfast, she should be able to go back!