Ning Jin turned her head to look at Wei Zhou, noticing the concern in his eyes, and something flickered across her face.
She suddenly threw herself into Wei Zhou's arms, clutching his clothes, sobbing uncontrollably.
Her tears were so sorrowful, as if the man before her were her only lifeline.
Wei Zhou had always felt pity for Ning Jin.
He thought Chi He's obsessive thoughts for Chi Yu, and his disregard for Ning Jin, were rather excessive.
After all, she was his niece; there was no need for him to be so cold-hearted.
However, from Chi He's mouth, he learned the truth. Knowing Ning Jin had lived in peace for eighteen years because Chi Yu had borne all her suffering made him unable to pity her as he had before.
Wei Zhou allowed Ning Jin to cry her heart out in his embrace, her tears flowing like raindrops on a pear blossom. When she finally stopped, he asked her his previous question again.
