Holding her tight, Wang Yanran was moved to tears.
Lin Tianming's sincere protection prevented the tragedy of her past life from repeating, and she was truly happy.
"Senior Sister Yanran, why are you crying all of a sudden?"
Wang Yanran did not answer; she just cried.
But she was crying with a smile, tears of overwhelming joy streaming down her face.
Being able to hear her inner thoughts, Lin Tianming, of course, knew she was crying from being moved.
He just wanted to soothe her emotions, which is why he asked her.
Seeing that she wouldn't talk and just cried, he didn't press her. He silently hugged her and gently stroked her back to comfort her without words.
After a long while, Wang Yanran's emotions finally stabilized, and she released her arms from around Lin Tianming.
Lin Tianming then wiped the tear stains from her face.
Feeling Lin Tianming's careful attention, Wang Yanran didn't hide the affection in her eyes as she gazed deeply into Lin Tianming's eyes.
