Ye Que looked at her, his eyes deep and with a hint of sorrow at the bottom of his gaze.
Chi Zaozao also stared at him, she couldn't not notice that this was Ye Que's injured look.
Her heart stifled, she bit her lip, then turned to glare at him fiercely.
"I asked you to lie to me, I asked you not to come back, making us so worried.
Now that you're suffering a little, you feel wronged?"
She turned away from him, stopped paying attention, and pushed her daughter, strolling forward.
Ye Que held the walking aid in his hands, truly feeling that this thing beside him signified his incompetence.
So incompetent that he couldn't even walk without it.
Angrily, he directly threw the walking aid away. Enduring the pain in his left leg, he gritted his teeth and walked step by step, training himself.
He wouldn't continue like this. A despondent and inactive Ye Que wouldn't be loved by his family, wouldn't be liked by Zaozao, and wouldn't be looked down upon even by the child.
