"I'm sorry, Sister Yun, I shouldn't have..."
Before Zhou Jin'an could finish, Qiao En interrupted him.
She had actually been quite touched by his standing up for her moments earlier.
"There was nothing wrong with what you did just now; it's me who should apologize. I shouldn't have raised my voice at you in public."
Qiao En stopped, her gaze burning into Zhou Jin'an.
"No, no, you didn't do anything wrong."
Zhou Jin'an's arms flailed like windshield wipers, "Sister Yun had told me that my situation is special right now, and I mustn't speak carelessly, or I will harm myself, and it could also bring trouble to Sister Yun and Brother Cheng Lu. I just forgot in my panic, Sister Yun, did I cause trouble again?"
He looked at Qiao En with hopeful eyes, filled with the fear of being punished for making a mistake.
Qiao En fell silent, "I'll take you home."
She tried to hail a taxi by the roadside, but Zhou Jin'an stopped her.
