When Qiao Zhen returned, she saw a messy room and An Zhao curled up on the floor, on the verge of tears. She knew something was wrong and immediately ran to An Zhao and knelt down. "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Don't scare me."

An Zhao suddenly hugged Qiao Zhen's waist and buried her head in her chest, "Where did you go just now?!"

Qiao Zhen stretched out her arms and wrapped them around him as tightly as possible, soothing his back with her hands. "I went out to buy a bell. I'll put the bell on my foot so you can hear me wherever I go. I'm so sorry I went out without telling you. Please forgive me, okay? I promise it won't happen again."

An Zhao didn't respond, but Qiao Zhen's clothes were gradually becoming damp, and An Zhao's suppressed sobs could still be heard in the room. Qiao Zhen felt that she deserved to die. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, please don't cry, okay? It hurts me to see you cry."

Xiao Ling: [Can you be like me and have some backbone in love?]

Qiao Zhen felt that Xiao Ling's current state was not good. [What are you trying to say?]

Xiao Ling: 【…I'm heartbroken.】

Qiao Zhen: Pfft. But she remained indifferent: [What does this have to do with me? I just want to appease a man.]

She completely ignored Xiao Ling and focused on comforting the sobbing man in front of her.

An Zhao hugged Qiao Zhen tightly, repeatedly asking her to promise not to leave without his knowledge. His tone was full of panic and lingering fear.

"Okay, this won't happen again today, I promise." Qiao Zhen patiently agreed to him again and again. If she didn't pamper her own man, would she leave it to another woman to pamper him? She had to pamper him!