Jia Qiulian finally understood what they meant when they said Han Cihui should regain her face and reputation.
So they used this method to tell everyone that the misunderstanding was not her fault, but Han Cihui's. Like this, no one dared to say anything to her anymore.
Jia Qiulian's heart ached and she was moved that the Han Family used such a method to avenge her justice. Her heart also ached because of Han Cihui's face.
Sigh...
Don't mention how swollen it was.
Just by looking at it, she could tell how painful it was.
Jia Qiulian touched Han Cihui's cheek and gently asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt!" Han Cihui laughed stupidly.
Jia Qiulian frowned. "But you said you were in so much pain when you came in."
"It really hurts!" Han Cihui was a straight man, so he had nothing to lie about. "But for you, I don't even feel the pain. On the contrary, I feel very happy!"
