290 Nipping Budding Affection in the Cradle
Zhao Zhitong was genuinely worried about Ding Xiang's safety, which made her a bit hasty in her words.
"I-I'm sorry." Ding Xiang lowered her head, her eyes welling up, and apologized softly.
Zhao Zhitong sighed, her tone softening considerably. "It's alright, it's alright. I didn't mean to blame you. I was just worried you might be in danger and got a bit anxious. You see, that was really scary just now, wasn't it?"
Ding Xiang, keeping her head down, said softly, "I... I understand now. It was my fault for being too impulsive this time. I definitely won't do it again."
Zhao Zhitong patted her shoulder. "As long as you're alright, that's all that matters. Come on, let's go home. Your cousins are very worried about you too."
With that, she nudged one of the burly men on the ground with her foot. "Let's leave these two louts to Uncle Han."
