Han Yijian saw Lin Wan's eyes redden and quickly walked in front of her, squatted down, and hugged her in his arms. "Xiao Wan, this isn't your fault. Don't burden yourself with this. That person was clearly premeditated, maybe struck when we went to the movies that night. If not that night, there would have been other times."
"Ai Yi, Ye Qing blames me, she must hate me so much, right?" It was evident from that time on, Ye Qing's distancing and resentment towards her. "Wrong, she's wrong. She should blame those who hurt her, not you."
Lin Wan nodded, her throat choked up. "I know, it's just that this isn't how it should've been. I'm just sad for a moment. No one wanted this to happen to her. I did nothing, yet she insists on hating me."
