It took a while, but eventually, Jing Haohao's crying started to fade. Then, Liang Chen gently lifted his hands and began patting her on the back, as if comforting a child. "I know you feel wronged and upset," he said. "You didn't mean to hit Qiao Wennuan, but it just happened. Don't worry, I won't stand by and let you be bullied. Just wait for the right moment, I promise I'll take revenge for you!"
"Okay, stop crying now. Look, it's three in the morning. Others are in dreamland, dating Duke Zhou. We shouldn't waste our beauty sleep on such insignificant people."
As Liang Chen spoke, he slightly pulled away from Jing Haohao. Seeing her face smeared with tear stains, he said, "Look at your face, you've been crying like a little kitten. Go wash your face quickly. You've been crying for so long, you must be tired. Go to sleep as soon as possible."
