Tian Sangsang stood frozen on the spot, a wave of nameless anger, guilt, and disappointment surging in her heart. She couldn't help but question herself—she only saw Zhao Chun as a friend, so why would it cause a misunderstanding? Was she really too careless?
And Jiang Jinghuai had done this behind her back, without telling her anything.
During dinner, she was distracted, stealing glances at Jiang Jinghuai from time to time. What was he thinking? Why would he treat Zhao Chun like that? Zhao Chun was completely innocent!
Jiang Jinghuai had already noticed her furtive looks. After dinner, he followed her to the study.
"What's wrong?"
Tian Sangsang sat on a chair, her head bowed as she murmured sullenly, "Nothing. It's just a bit chaotic in my mind."
"You can talk to me."
She always did this—liked to bury things deep in her heart.
She raised her eyes. In the end, she couldn't suppress the urge to speak anymore. "Let me ask you, did you go to see Zhao Chun?"
