Chen Fan looked at Jiang Wanrong with some astonishment. He had expected her to lash out at him, but he never expected her to comfort him instead, leaving him somewhat at a loss.
But soon, a twinge of sourness welled up inside him. He knew that Jiang Wanrong's heart must be in great pain, yet instead of blaming him, she chose to give comfort, which must have involved a lot of struggle within her.
If Jiang Wanrong had scolded him, he might have felt better; her consolation only intensified his guilt.
Su Zhenyun also stood up, looking at Chen Fan and said, "Chen Fan, Qingyan being taken away has naturally saddened us, but complaining won't solve anything, and you shouldn't blame yourself too much. We've already thought it through."
Chen Fan took a deep breath, nodded to the two of them, and then said solemnly, "Uncle, Auntie, don't worry. I will definitely find Qingyan. Even if it costs me my life!"
