Jian Ai followed Bai Zhou's words and looked at everyone. Looking at the people in front of her, she couldn't help but smile and say gently, "If they want to stay, stay."
Jian Ai had not told Bai Zhou that she would be leaving for a while. She wanted to wait until after the New Year.
As for whether the twelve guards chose to stay in China, Jian Ai would not interfere. It was all up to them.
When she came out of Bai Zhou's apartment, the sky was already dark. In the north, the days were short, and the nights were long. It was completely dark around five in the afternoon.
Thinking that her mother should be at Yaochi for work at this time, Jian Ai thought she would go home tomorrow, so she took out her phone and called Qinghuan and Guan Tao.
She had been away for a long time, and Qinghuan's movie project had already wrapped up. Moreover, the final examination was in a few days.
