Shen Shiqing stepped forward, looking at the scratches on Qiao Yi's palm, and smiled gently: "Uncle Shen will put some medicine on it for you later. Be good, don't cry anymore; it doesn't look good when you cry."
Qiao Yi tightly wrapped both her hands around Song Zhen's neck.
She called out sweetly like a little lamb: "Daddy~ Daddy~ Daddy!"
As Song Zhen heard his daughter calling him, he felt his heart melt.
Lu Xunzhi and his wife hurried to the front to lead the way, and Lu Jun asked awkwardly: "Mom, is everything okay?"
Liang Xiaoqi laughed: "Don't worry, everything's fine, just a small hiccup."
Shi Ying also laughed and tried to smooth things over: "Normal! Normal! Everyone has their own thoughts; every person has different opinions on how to raise children, so naturally, there will be differences. It's normal."
Xueli gave him a light tap: "You should talk less."
Song Zhen was gentle with his daughter.
But his face clearly showed displeasure.
