An Jiancheng was filled with infinite shame. "An Ning, Dad is sorry to you and your mom, I deserve to die."
An Ning's face reverted to indifference as she put down her chopsticks and stood up. "I've had enough to eat; uncle, I want to go home."
Having said that, she ran out.
Yu Jingchen could only put down his chopsticks as well. "Sorry, I..."
"You should go after her, try to talk to her," An Jiancheng nodded repeatedly.
Yu Jingchen went out.
...
The car slowly pulled out of the villa and headed towards the main road.
An Ning looked ahead with a cold expression, her heart weighed down with sorrow.
Yu Jingchen did not disturb her, allowing her to immerse herself in her thoughts.
People need to vent, and if she is unhappy, then let her be unhappy.
Only when she feels it's enough will she be able to cheer up.
The inside of the car was silent, and after a long while, An Ning finally asked, "Uncle, you don't think I'm cruel, do you? Why can't I forgive him?"