Lu Zhenping walked out of the hospital, his chest still heaving with anger. Looking at Shen Meng's calm demeanor, he felt overwhelming guilt. If he hadn't agreed to come to Beijing, Shen Meng wouldn't have suffered these grievances.
"Xiao Meng, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought you to Beijing. Don't worry, I won't let the wrongs you suffered today go unaddressed."
"It's okay, it's not really grievances. Didn't I fight back? She can say whatever she wants. In the end, it won't be me who's looked down upon. We'll live our own lives."
Lu Zhenping reached out to touch Shen Meng's hair, held her hand, and started walking towards the roadside. Seeing a tricycle not far away, he waved his hand to hail it.
"Zhenping, Zhenping, wait a moment. Sister-in-law, don't rush off. I have a car. Wherever you want to go, I'll give you a ride!"
Bai Yan came running out, almost not catching up with them.
He let out a long breath, and the tricycle also rode over.
