Qian Renxue walked into Mo Lin's room and closed the door behind her, seemingly deliberately avoiding letting him see her expression.
Given his current state of mind, it was impossible for Mo Lin to think in any lewd direction. Since she was already here, he might as well ask why she had come.
"Xiaoxue, you came so late to... huh??????"
Before Mo Lin could even finish his sentence, Qian Renxue threw herself into his arms and held him tightly.
This was beyond Mo Lin's expectations. Qian Renxue was clearly a strong, capable woman, not the type to throw herself into her lover's arms and act cute. For her to suddenly do this, she must have suffered a tremendous blow.
Very soon, Mo Lin's thoughts were confirmed, because he felt his chest grow wet. Qian Renxue had begun crying in his arms.
For her to soak Mo Lin's clothes so quickly, Qian Renxue must have been crying terribly hard. Yet she still tried her utmost to maintain her composure, not making a single sound as she cried.
Mo Lin said nothing. He held Qian Renxue as well, raising a hand to stroke her head and silky hair, doing his best to comfort her with gentle movements. This was not the time to ask what had happened. It would be better to wait until Qian Renxue had completely let it out.
In truth, as the one behind it all, Mo Lin could guess what had happened. Qian Renxue must have confirmed the truth with Qian Daoliu. Qian Xunji's image had completely collapsed in her heart, while the grandfather she trusted most had concealed the truth from her for over twenty years, never mentioning a word of it, all while relentlessly building up Qian Xunji's positive image throughout her childhood.
Now that the