After giving a brief explanation about the identity of this "Second Young Master Wang", Qiao Zi heard Sheng Jianan scoff coldly on the other side: "Him? What does he count as?"
Qiao Zi: "..."
"Sir, should I notify the police station then?"
Sheng Jianan was about to reply with a "Hmm" when his gaze fell on the brightly lit opposite entrance. Tang Yanqi's fragile silhouette appeared at the door, accompanied by a girl crouching on the ground, seemingly crying. Tang Yanqi placed a hand on her shoulder and slowly squatted down.
Sheng Jianan couldn't hear the commotion over there. From his view, it seemed that the girl was crying, while Tang Yanqi was comforting her.
For some reason, Sheng Jianan's heart ached for a moment.
Clearly, Tang Yanqi wasn't the one injured; clearly, Tang Yanqi wasn't the one bullied. Why did just watching her comfort others make his heartache?
Sheng Jianan frowned, took out a baseball cap, put it on, and opened the car door to walk out.
