"What happened today..."
Ren Xuelan was silent for a moment, then looked at Yan Ning and said earnestly:
"Old Xie, Huaiye, you should thank Xie Yanning. If it weren't for her today, Huaiye would have suffered an injustice."
She took Yan Ning's hand and continued:
“That girl Su Muyao has impure thoughts and does such despicable things, but her own family doesn’t teach her anything and instead indulges her.”
"Now I understand how much you've suffered in the past."
"Yan Ning."
Ren Xuelan looked at Yan Ning with eyes full of heartache.
"Auntie should say thank you to you."
She paused, then added, "On behalf of the Su family, I also want to sincerely apologize to you."
"..."
Yan Ning's fingertips trembled slightly, and she lowered her head without saying a word.
"If they treat you badly, it's not your fault, it's their fault for being blind."
Ren Xuelan reached out and gently covered Yan Ning's hand, which was resting on the table, and patted it:
"You are a good child, Auntie can see that."
Yan Ning felt a lump in her throat, and her vision blurred instantly.
Those grievances and bitterness seemed to have suddenly found an outlet, surging upwards.
She hurriedly tried to lower her head to hide it, but a tear had already fallen onto the back of her hand.
"Aunt……"
Her voice choked up as soon as she opened her mouth.
"Silly child."
Ren Xuelan's tone softened further, filled with boundless pity, "Auntie knows all the hardships and suffering you've endured alone."
Just then, a hand reached out from the side.
Warm and strong, it gently held her cold fingers.
It was Xie Huaiye.
He didn't say much, but simply rubbed the back of her hand lightly with his fingertips.
The gesture carried a silent reassurance.
He turned his head to look at her, his voice low and reliable: "Ningning, don't cry."
He paused, then spoke each word clearly and earnestly:
"I'll take care of you from now on, don't worry. I'll treat you well and never let you suffer again."
Yan Ning's heart felt as if it had been soaked in lukewarm water.
It was both sour and bloated, yet incredibly warm.
She looked up, her eyes blurred with tears, trying to smile at him.
At this moment—
"Sister Yan Ning!"
A clear and childlike shout suddenly came from the door of the private room.
Yan Ning turned her head in surprise, tears still clinging to her eyelashes.
The door to the private room was pushed open a crack.
A small head peeked in, topped with a head of soft, curly hair.
The little guy's eyes lit up the moment he saw her, as if stars had fallen into them.
"Xiao Zhuo?"
Yan Ning was both surprised and delighted, and quickly wiped her eyes. "Why are you here?"
Xiao Zhuo giggled, like a happy little bird, and fluttered in.
He buried his face in Yan Ning's arms, his small hands tightly hugging her waist.
"I heard Mom and Dad say they were coming to see you!"
He lifted his rosy little face from Yan Ning's arms.
The voice was sweet and childlike, full of excitement:
"After I finished my homework, I begged the housekeeper to take me to find Sister Yanning as soon as possible! I missed you so much!"
He blinked his big eyes and suddenly stretched out his little hand.
He carefully touched Yan Ning's wet eyes:
"Sister, why are you crying? Did someone bully you? Xiao Zhu will help you beat them up!"
The child's innocent and earnest words immediately made Yan Ning laugh.
"No, no one bullied you, sister," Yan Ning said gently.
Ren Xuelan watched from the side and couldn't help but smile, her eyes filled with affection.
Xie Huaiye watched as Yan Ning finally broke into a smile through her tears.
A gentle smile curved his lips as he held her hand tightly, never letting go.
"Waaah... This is so nice."
A sob suddenly came from behind.
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Xie Heng was already in tears.
He was still clutching a tissue in his hand to wipe his tears.
Her nose was red, and tears were streaming down her face.
He was nothing like the composed entrepreneur he usually was; he was more like a big kid who was deeply moved.
She cried without any regard for her image, even to the point of being somewhat comical.
He noticed that everyone was looking at him.
He became even more enthusiastic, his lips trembling, and he emphasized in a tearful voice:
"That's wonderful!"
There was a moment of silence in the private room.
immediately--
"Pfft!"
Yan Ning was the first to burst out laughing.
She quickly covered her mouth, but her eyes curved into crescent moons.
Ren Xuelan found her husband's appearance both amusing and exasperating.
She handed him a tissue, her tone full of gentle teasing:
"Hey, Lao Xie, what are you up to now? The kids are watching, aren't you ashamed?"
Xiao Zhu peeked out from Yan Ning's arms, blinking her big eyes.
Pointing her little finger at Xie Heng, she loudly announced in a childish voice:
"Dad's crying! He cries even harder than Xiaozhu!"
Xie Huaiye looked at his father's miserable state.
I felt both helpless and amused.
He rubbed his forehead, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and said:
"Dad, I know you're soft-hearted, but the way you're crying... isn't it a bit too emotional?"
Xie Heng was teased and joked about by everyone.
I was a little embarrassed and tried to keep a straight face, but I couldn't.
He chuckled to himself.
He was laughing while haphazardly wiping his face with a tissue.
As a result, bits of tissue paper got stuck to my face.
Even the waiter next to him couldn't help but turn away and chuckle.
The private room was immediately filled with laughter and cheerful conversation.
...
On the other side.
The Su family villa.
After Su Muyao was brought back, she kept crying.
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