Please Tell Me Your Story (1)
After saying this, she did not look at Zheng Hao's reaction and left.
Mo Yongheng followed behind her and watched her walk out of the visiting room with his head lowered. He did not even notice that she was walking in the wrong direction. He took a big step forward and grabbed her wrist.
He did not speak or comfort her. He just pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly.
Zheng Yan's entire face was buried in his chest. After an unknown amount of time, his chest was wet.
Zheng Yan did not make any sound as she cried silently.
Mo Yongheng understood her feelings.
She had no mother since she was young. Her father was her only family. However, Zheng Mohong was too busy. Even if he had done his best to pamper her, Zheng Yan should still feel lonely from time to time.
Therefore, when Zheng Hao appeared, it was almost as if she had found a companion, and she did everything she could to treat him well.