Zhuang Yuezhou paused, looked at Qiao Jingchen, and hesitated to speak.
Without being in the situation, how could he console Jingchen?
But he thought Jingchen made the decision too hastily; he could have taken it slowly.
Once you know something like this, not acknowledging it might be impossible for Jingchen, and it would haunt him in the future.
If he didn't know, perhaps he'd never have internal conflict.
Once he knows, the conflict arises inevitably.
"Okay." Zhuang Yuezhou spoke lightly: "Let's not acknowledge her then; it's her fault for not watching over you in the first place. We don't know how you got lost, so let's not brood over it. There's no need to know these things. Just assume she did it on purpose; not acknowledging her will give you peace of mind. Don't think about it, alright, darling, I'm here with you."
