She doesn't even know how to face them tomorrow, how to face Zhao Li, who has loved her like a daughter since she was a child, and now this kind of thing happens... Whenever Ruan Jiaojiao thinks of it, she feels so uncomfortable that she can't stop crying.
Shu Jiao held the sobbing little girl, not rushing to speak, letting her vent her emotions, occasionally stroking her back and hair to help soothe her.
Ruan Jiaojiao cried for a few minutes before her tears gradually stopped. She sat up from Shu Jiao's embrace, wanting to wipe her eyes with the back of her hand, but Shu Jiao stopped her.
Shu Jiao took a handkerchief from her pocket, pressed her hand down, and asked, "Feeling better?"
Ruan Jiaojiao nodded with pursed lips, looking at her with some embarrassment.
"You're still young, when you're upset or uncomfortable, you can cry, no need to hold back." Shu Jiao said softly, gently wiping her face.
