Downstairs.
After Qin Jianjia and Min Qinglan went downstairs together, she saw that Min Qinglan was flustered and kept mumbling something.
Yin Yuhan frowned and quickly stood up to ask, "What's wrong, Mom?"
Yin Wuzhan also stood up from the sofa.
Qin Jianjia shook her head. "I don't know."
When Min Qinglan saw Yin Yuhan, she let go of Qin Jianjia's hand and went over to grab his arm, "Han'er, let's go back to the capital. We'll go back right now!"
"Why do you suddenly want to go back? It's Jin'er's birthday today. Didn't I say to have a good meal with Jin'er and return tomorrow morning? Besides, it's already so late." Yin Wuzhan's tone was slightly unhappy.
It was already past five in the afternoon. Even if they could book the latest flight, it would be very late when they reached the capital.
"I don't care. I want to go back now!"
