Mr. Han felt awkward: "At that time, I didn't know she was..."
Nan Mufeng concentrated, quietly waiting for the continuation.
But Mr. Han refused to say more, "It's my fault for making things difficult for a pregnant woman. Using my subordinates was also my fault. So, I have been compensating you all."
Nan Mufeng looked at Mr. Han suspiciously. No, no, it's not just that. There must be other reasons!
"There's nothing I can do if you don't believe me. Time will prove everything." Mr. Han smiled faintly, reached out, and patted Nan Mufeng's shoulder, "Nan Mufeng, treat Jian Xi well, I have faith in you!"
This gesture was exactly like an elder advising a junior. Qiao Yonghui had also made the same gesture to Nan Mufeng.
Nan Mufeng was momentarily dazed, looking at Mr. Han, feeling that his face, which resembled Pei Di's, was a bold, enlarged "mystery" character.
"I will never be your enemy, don't worry!" Mr. Han patted Nan Mufeng's shoulder again and got out of the car.
