"Ah, this, I don't even know what to do? Perhaps Brother Qing has been under too much work pressure lately, so he likes to overthink things. Xingguang, just don't panic for now, Brother Qing definitely cares about you…" Tang Zhou didn't know how to comfort her further: "Hotpot, hotpot, hotpot."
Ye Xingguang stirred vigorously with her chopsticks in the hotpot: "Of course I know he cares about me, otherwise, I wouldn't have come back to take his nonsense. I am just angry, why can't he trust me more, why can't he have more faith in our relationship?"
At this, Tang Zhou realized that he might not be suited for heart-to-heart talks to relieve others' distress. How could he help Xingguang?
Just as he was unsure of what to do, he looked up and saw his long-unseen follower had already changed into slippers and was walking towards them.
