A simple 'just friends' already eased most of Leng Jian's anger.
Seeing Zhang Lingying's cautious demeanor, Leng Jian instantly started to reflect on whether his attitude was too harsh just now.
"It's my fault, I scared you. I was just worried that someone might deceive you."
"I know you mean well for me, I can feel it."
Zhang Lingying held Leng Jian's hand and said earnestly, "I like it when you look after me, like a real big brother. Grandma Dean and Dad have both said that only those who truly care about me would worry about everything for me."
Besides, she wasn't so easily frightened; she was just worried about making Leng Jian angry.
Seeing his anger subside, she immediately smiled along with him and turned her head to continue helping Leng Jian organize the documents.
Leng Jian stood behind her, noticing that she could already skillfully use the techniques he just taught her, his expression complex.
She was very smart.
Just like their mom and dad.
