Li San slowed his steps a little, trying to find evidence in his mind that Nan Xin was loyal and never sought sympathy.
But reality gave him another lesson.
Li San suddenly realized, his understanding of Nan Xin was actually less than that of his subordinates.
He knew he cared, but he only knew it, never acted on it.
No wonder there used to be occasional wounds on Nan Xin, and when he asked about them, she would smile and say it was a small accident.
At that moment, Li San couldn't describe his feelings, a mix of heartache and self-blame.
He clenched his palms and turned to ask Ah Rui, "Did she often get injured before?"
"Not often." Ah Rui scratched his head, chuckling awkwardly as he replied, "You know, our factory is the most dominant at the border, and it's inevitable that some people get jealous. Occasionally, someone tries to cause trouble, but once Sister Nan finds out, she always deals with it personally."
Li San looked ahead and murmured, "Really..."
