"But, but this match is so dangerous, what if Ye Chen..." Wang Yihan frowned, filled with worry.
"That's why you mustn't go to him now. Ye Chen has to compete tomorrow and must ensure adequate rest. If you go now, it will definitely affect him."
Wang Yumin quickly advised.
"Alright, I won't go tonight, but tomorrow I want you to take me to the venue."
Wang Yihan pulled out a napkin and blew her nose.
"No way! Uh, okay, I'll take you tomorrow. You should rest early."
Wang Yumin intended to refuse, but upon seeing Wang Yihan's eyes swiftly mist up, he hurriedly agreed.
Thus, Wang Yihan and her brother each returned to their rooms, whether they slept or not only they knew.
Meanwhile, Ye Chen was sitting on the floor, savoring bites of sweet and sour ribs...
Yuan Lin leaned against the headboard, staring at a photo on the computer, lost in thought.
The next day, Ye Chen rose early, freshened up, and caught a cab with Yuan Lin to Old Huang's place.
