"Yes, those who have bullied you will not end well." Jiang She gently watched her every move.
Wen Zhiyao drank the wine in the glass and looked up at the night sky.
In her heart, she silently recited some words she wished she could say to her father.
Dad, I will live well and clear your name.
Wen Zhiyao stood up, preparing to go back to her room. The night wind outside was still a bit cold.
Jiang She took off his coat and draped it over her shoulders, leading her back into the house.
"Go to sleep well, don't think about anything, I'll always be with you." Jiang She placed a soft kiss on Wen Zhiyao's forehead.
Wen Zhiyao felt her heart calming down.
"Alright, pleasant dreams."
Jiang She glanced at the soft bed and teased her, "Only sleeping next to me can you have good dreams. How about you stay here with me tonight?"
"Dream on. I don't want to." Wen Zhiyao stepped out of Jiang She's room and turned to leave.
