Staring at Su Tao for a long time, Jiang Qinghan revealed a self-mocking smile. “I feel that I’m an idiot, a joke who waited years for someone who has already forgotten his family.”

Shaking his head, Su Tao patiently comforted, “You're deeply in love, and no one will laugh at you. Your love will only touch them.”

After Jiang Qinghan fell into a brief silence, she said, “I want to look for him and ask him why he disappeared back then.”

“Where is he right now? I’ll help you!” Su Tao nodded his head.

Hearing his words, Jiang Qinghan briefly froze before she looked at Su Tao with a complicated gaze and shook her head. “This is my matter, and it has nothing to do with you.”

“Since I’m your disciple, how can it have nothing to do with me?” Su Tao replied, firmly.

Wearing a bitter smile, Jiang Qinghan said, “I need silence right now. Since I have already fulfilled your curiosity, then leave me alone now.”

It’s rare for Su Tao to see Jiang Qinghan in this state, which he felt sour in his heart and did not give up comforting her, “It’s not advisable to be alone when you’re vexed since your thoughts...