Chu Liangxia looked at Director Zhu's ashen face.
To be honest, despite being his wife's prized student, Chu Liangxia rarely interacted with him, but because of a word from her teacher, he had taken meticulous care of Chu Liangxia.
Even though he often had a stern face, at the end of the day, he still looked after her.
"Director, don't be anxious," Chu Liangxia hesitated before comforting him.
"How can I not be anxious?!" Director Zhu's face changed as he retorted irritably.
How could he possibly not be anxious?
His wife had explicitly and repeatedly instructed him; Chu Liangxia was such a pitiable child, smart and never troubling anyone, diligent and thoughtful in her actions. But with no father's love or mother's care, she indeed evoked great sympathy. Under his supervision, she must not suffer any grievances.
Now, to have all his colleagues misunderstand her, how could she not be aggrieved?!
How could he explain this upon his return?