Tang Junhe looked at her deeply, and in Song Zhi's expectant eyes, he said softly, "I'm not afraid."

Song Zhi was speechless, his expression indescribable.

Tang Junhe knew that his previous actions were too hurtful and he didn't want to push her too hard.

He stared at her deeply for a moment and sighed silently.

"I'm going back first. Take care of yourself."

After saying that, the man turned around and strode away without waiting for her response.

Song Zhi looked at his back, speechless for a long time.

She sighed, turned around, and saw Nie Jinmei and Rong Zhengqing leaning against the door and peeking in.

Ran Qiu stood at the door openly, and when he saw her turn around, he didn't feel guilty at all about eavesdropping.

Nie Jinmei squinted her eyes and saw that Tang Junhe's figure had completely disappeared before he ran out and hugged her arm.

"Why are you sighing?"

Song Zhi wrinkled his nose and spoke in a complicated tone.

"I just think men are so weird. I don't understand what they are thinking. Before, when I was nice to him, he ignored me. Now that I'm not interested in him anymore, he comes up to me."

It was especially strange that Tang Junhe changed his mind in such a short time.

Nie Jinmei snorted, "This is the nature of men. They're always restless when they can't get what they want. To put it bluntly, they're cheap."

Song Zhi nodded heavily in agreement.

They didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke, and Ran Qiu, who was standing next to them, could hear it clearly.

Judging from Song Zhi's tone, the child's father seemed to be Tang Junhe who had just been looking for her.

Ran Qiu frowned subconsciously. He kept pestering Song Zhi. Did he regret it?