At this realization, Chen Wanqing's hand began to tremble uncontrollably.
She remained silent for a long while, until someone took her hand in their palm and gave it a gentle shake.
"So, will you promise me?"
Chen Wanqing struggled to calm her chaotic thoughts. "Of course, I promise," she said. "This was my fault to begin with. I shouldn't have made wild assumptions and spoken so recklessly about someone when I didn't know their character. I can also promise you that I won't gossip about other people anymore."
Zhao Jing asked cautiously, "Are you angry?"
"Why would I be angry? I was the one in the wrong. To know your mistake and correct it is a great virtue. I just hope that in the future, Jing won't bring this up again to make fun of me."
"Then smile for me."
Chen Wanqing couldn't help but laugh. "You're so exasperating."
When Zhao Jing saw that she truly wasn't upset, he couldn't help but break into a smile.
But in truth, he still felt a little uneasy.
