Zhai Muchen frowned hard when he heard Han Ruochen's cries. He wondered what had happened to the girl; after all, every time he had met with her, Han Ruochen had been steady on her feet. She did not even cry when she was pushed off the cliff by the thugs hired by her ex-fiancé. So why was she crying now? Though he was confused, he did not like Han Ruochen's sobbing. He pursed his lips and softly coaxed, "Don't cry. First, tell me what happened; maybe I will be able to help."
He took a sip of the warm water because at that very moment, he did not know why, but felt really stifled, like something was choking him. He set the cup down on the table and waited for Han Ruochen to respond.
