However, Xiaoting ignored Zhao Tiezhu, continuing to cry in his arms.
At this, Zhao Tiezhu felt somewhat guilty.
It was as if he was a heartbreaker who had abandoned Xiaoting, only to return after a long time.
But he had a clear conscience, he hadn't abandoned Xiaoting—it was just that he had been preoccupied.
Thinking this, Zhao Tiezhu didn't stop Xiaoting from crying, but gently patted her back, letting her cry loudly in his embrace.
After quite a while, Xiaoting's crying finally subsided.
And that's when Zhao Tiezhu spoke.
"Alright, have you cried enough, Xiaoting?"
As he spoke, Zhao Tiezhu gently cradled Xiaoting's face, wiping away her tears.
"Look at you, all tears. I didn't say I don't want you anymore. I've just really been busy recently, that's all!"
Hearing Zhao Tiezhu's words, Xiaoting nodded vigorously.
"Yes, yes, I know you've been busy, so I didn't call you. I never wanted to disturb you, I was afraid of holding up your work!"