"Shut up!" Leng Zimo grabbed Luo Xiaoqian's palm, pulling her into his arms, holding her soothingly while his gaze turned deeply towards the others, "All of you listen up, from now on, I don't care if she's dead or alive, where she is, or what she's doing, never... never mention her name to me again. I am that heartless and ruthless. If you want to sympathize with her or pity her, that's your business, but do not ever mention her in front of Luo Xiaoqian and me, or else, bear the consequences!"
"Zimo!" Seeing him get so angry, Luo Xiaoqian spoke softly in an attempt to calm him.
"Zimo, don't misunderstand, and Xiao Qian, don't feel pressured either," Huangfu Ao spoke earnestly, "As Zimo said, this matter is indeed not your fault, and we don't blame you in the slightest."
"Right, Xiao Qian, what Huangfu said is our sincere sentiment, this matter has nothing to do with you," added Shen Yizhou.
Leng Zirui also came over, "You all go back first, we can look after things here!"
