Jiang Nanshu's emotions were incredibly complicated.
Had she messed things up?
Looking at Jiang Yunchuan, who was still sobbing and sniffling as if he were an aggrieved little wife.
She took a deep breath, trying her hardest, "You saw it wrong, what Golden Master? That's clearly Yueyue's father."
[Wuwuwu, is it easy for me? Why is it so hard to bring a loving couple together?]
Jiang Yunchuan: "…"
Feelings of reflection, self-blame, and guilt welled up inexplicably.
Originally, he should have been angry because Jiang Nanshu seemed to have not a single thought for his welfare in her heart, but, if his own attitude hadn't been so terrible in the past, perhaps Jiang Nanshu wouldn't have become this extreme.
He hung his head, "Little sister… I will treat you well from now on."
Jiang Nanshu looked down at the food in front of her and brought up a stiff smile on her face, "Is that so… Hehehe, that's great…"