He still remembers what she said when she left, telling him to let her go, to let go, just imagining how painful it must have been for her to be with him.
"You don't understand," Nan Sichen said quietly, then looked at Wufang, "Thank you for taking care of them for me."
Wufang's lips moved slightly, he hesitated before finally asking, "But Mr. Nan, when can I go home to see my child and wife?"
Nan Sichen thought for a moment then said, "You can go back today. I'll be staying here for a while, and when I leave, you can return."
"Mr. Nan is staying here? Then the RM Group who..."
Wufang hadn't finished speaking when Nan Sichen abruptly interrupted him, "That's not something you need to worry about."
"Yes." Wufang felt he had overstepped, quickly lowered his head; perhaps Mr. Nan had spoken to him too gently just now, and he almost forgot this was the cold-faced, iron-hearted young master Nan.
"Go on," Nan Sichen said in a deep voice.
