"..."
Tong Ran finally lifted her head, and Chen An glanced aside, just in time to see her reddened eyes.
Was she crying for Nanjue?
Chen An walked forward, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry too much, Nanjue won't be in any trouble."
Steward Zhou also expressed his feelings on the side, "Yes, Miss Tong, please rest assured, the Young Master has always been blessed with good fortune. He's made it through so many tough times since he was young, he'll definitely be fine this time too."
So many tough times since he was young...
Tong Ran looked up at Mo Nanjue lying on the bed. What on earth... had he gone through?
A sense of inexplicable heartache welled up from within her.
This man, just now in the private room, had been in so much pain yet hadn't uttered a sound, stubbornly enduring it...
