"It doesn't matter, let's talk about it next time when we have a chance." Hua Miao'er concealed the disappointment in her heart and pretended not to care.
"Well, it's getting late, and I have to get up early for school tomorrow. I'm going to bed soon, so you go back first." Ye Qingyu nodded and said.
"Miss, good night." After Hua Miaoer said this, she turned and left.
