Zhang Rong sighed, "Then why are you so harsh on her? She is still young and needs more love and patience. You are always so cold and indifferent, making it difficult for people to approach you. I saw you from a distance just now, and you really need to change your attitude."
Zhang Rong's words made Leng Mohan fall into deep thought, and he began to reflect on his own behavior. He was always nice to him, but he would ignore others.
Leng Mohan felt a little helpless and aggrieved when he heard this.
"I didn't mean to blame her, but I saw that she always kept her head down and didn't look ahead when she walked. When I stopped, she actually ran straight into my arms."
"What's the big deal about a collision? It won't cause any loss of flesh. Instead, Jiaojiao will look more hurt." Zhang Rong said lightly.
Leng Mohan gently held his forehead, revealing a helpless look, "I didn't say that I was hurt. If anyone was hurt, it was her who was hurt. I just reminded her to be more careful when walking and not to always look down without looking at the road."
"It would be fine if I accompanied her, but if she went out alone and was still so careless, I'm afraid she would inevitably bump into someone or something. It's not a big deal if she got hurt, but I would be heartbroken if she hurt herself. I just want her to change this careless habit."
After hearing this, Zhang Rong suddenly understood and realized his previous misunderstanding.
"This matter does need to be reminded. If she accidentally bumps into something, it might cause unnecessary trouble. But when you remind her, try to be gentle in your tone, okay? Don't look so cold. Even I find it a little unbearable." Zhang Rong looked at Leng Mohan with gentle eyes.
Leng Mohan nodded gently to show his understanding: "I understand, I will be careful with my words."
He knew that Aunt Rong was concerned about him, so he did not object.
Zhang Rong looked at Luo Jiaojiao who was standing there alone, worried that she might feel lonely or uneasy, so she urged her, "Let's go first, don't let Jiaojiao wait too long. Remember, be gentle."
Leng Mohan nodded, then walked towards Luo Jiaojiao with Zhang Rong.
"This little girl is not only your daughter, Xiaolan, but also my daughter, Zhang Rong. I will protect her well. If you dare to bully her just because she has no family, I will make you pay the price. Do you understand?" A warning flashed in Zhang Rong's eyes, and he looked at Leng Mohan coldly.
When Leng Mohan heard Aunt Rong's words, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.
He looked in the direction of Luo Jiaojiao, knowing that he might need the protection of the head of the group and his wife Aunt Rong in the future. Since Aunt Rong had said so, he naturally no longer worried about Luo Jiaojiao's safety.
Luo Jiaojiao, really makes people feel pity for her.
Aunt Rong seemed approachable, but it was not easy to win her heart. The things and people she cared about were carefully selected. Luo Jiaojiao was the first person she cared about so much.
Zhang Rong glanced at Luo Jiaojiao. She was wearing a long dress adapted from a cheongsam. The dress clung to her body, showing off her plump figure to the fullest. Her waist was so slender that she looked like a beauty straight out of a painting.
With these curves and this figure, not only the men were moved, but even Zhang Rong herself couldn't help but take a few more glances.
She dared to bet that Leng Mohan would be tempted when he saw Luo Jiaojiao like this.
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