"I know I was wrong. I won't do it again, stop hitting me, I'm already foolish enough. If you hit me more, I'll really become more foolish." He Zhilan raised her hand to touch her head that had been hit several times by Lin Chan, mumbling with her head down, but her heart was warmed.
In this world, one should cherish everyone who bothers to nag and criticize, because if they didn't truly care, they wouldn't bother to do it.
"Never mind, seeing you like this, you probably haven't had breakfast. Let me take you to get something to eat." Lin Chan put her hand down, grabbed her car keys and wallet, ushered He Zhilan to come along, and took her out of the company to find something to eat in the nearby city area.
At a small booth, He Zhilan weakly ate her noodles while Lin Chan sat aside, constantly staring at He Zhilan, "Tell me, what really happened yesterday?"
