Before Ding Feng could respond, Shen Jia quietly turned away and walked toward the bedroom.
Several minutes passed afterward, yet he remained sitting there in silence, his mind completely overwhelmed by everything he had just learned.
The more he thought about it, the more conflicted he felt.
He had done far worse things to Xia Lihua in the past, so who was he to decide who deserved forgiveness and who did not?
Shen Jia had never done anything intended to destroy him or drag him down. Compared to his own mistakes, judging her now would make him nothing but a hypocrite.
Eventually, Ding Feng let out a long breath before finally standing up and following her.
Inside the bedroom, Shen Jia sat quietly at the edge of the bed. Her eyes were still slightly red from earlier, and the moment he entered, she quickly looked away in embarrassment.
