Disfigurement?
Don't want to live anymore?
What on earth is this about?
The two men exchanged a glance, still at a loss.
Finally, it was Huang Qingtian who stepped forward first, pulling the almost-crying Mu Keren, holding a small mirror, into his arms.
"Little one, what's going on?"
Why the yelling out of nowhere?
Huang Qingtian was almost scared to a heart attack by her — was it okay?
But these reproachful words, Huang Qingtian couldn't bear to say them in front of his little one.
So these grievances had to be swallowed by him alone.
And Huang Qingtian's not asking was actually better.
As soon as he asked, Mu Keren's tears instantly flowed like a dam breaking.
At this moment, she clung to Huang Qingtian, crying earth-shatteringly.
Huang Qingtian was incredibly worried by her crying.
"Little one, where does it hurt? Can you tell me?"
But she just kept crying, without answering.
