Han Chanjuan looked at the crying girls before her, their faces streaked with tears, yet she felt no sense of the triumphant relief she had imagined.
Hesitating for a moment, she gently tugged at Shen Jingxi's sleeve.
"Assistant Shen..." Han Chanjuan's voice was very small, tinged with a hint of uncertainty. "Should... should I forgive them?"
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