"Qianqian, wait a moment,"
came Jiang Ting's soft and weak voice from behind. Huo Qianqian wrinkled her brows but, out of politeness, still turned her head.
Huo Qianqian looked at Jiang Ting, her voice cool and detached, "What is it?"
As soon as she spoke, a cautious look appeared on Jiang Ting's face. She bit her lip and asked, "Qianqian, are you unhappy about my coming here? I know you don't want to see me, but today is the teacher's funeral. I wanted to come here to see the Teacher's wife and Xiaoqing, and to pay my last respects to the Teacher. I didn't mean to..."
At this moment, Jiang Ting was nestled in Lin Sijun's embrace, her demeanor soft and fragile, as if she truly feared angering Huo Qianqian, drawing the attention of the people around them.
