After the Xiao family left, Xin Yue quietly made her way to Lei Wan's room. As she gently opened the door, she saw Lei Wan sitting on the bed, crying pitifully, her emotions overwhelming her after the day's painful events. Without a word, Xin Yue walked over and sat beside her, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
Lei Wan's sobs grew softer as she leaned into Xin Yue's presence. Through her tears, she murmured, "Xiao Qian isn't a bad person. What my family did to him and his family... it wasn't right. First brother didn't handle it properly."
Xin Yue's heart ached for her friend, and she listened intently, her hand gently rubbing Lei Wan's back in an attempt to calm her.
"I know," Xin Yue replied softly, trying to balance empathy with reason. "To me, bloodline and family ties don't mean as much as they do to others. But the truth does. And Xiao Qian shouldn't have hidden the truth from you and your family. It's not just about who he is—it's about trust."