Zhong Li released Han Xi, raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "I understand, sis, hurry up and take Meng Meng back. She's still so young, she must be scared."
"Then I'll head back first." After speaking, Han Xi nodded to Gu Nanxi behind Zhong Li, then walked toward the car with Lu Jinghan.
Han Xi opened the backseat door and got in, reaching out to take Song Mengmeng from Lu Jinghan's arms.
The little one was already drowsy and asleep, but still crying in her dreams, her tiny fingers clinging tightly to Han Xi's coat.
With a heart full of ache, Han Xi raised her hand, gently wiping away the dried tear stains from the little one's face, tenderly patting her back: "Meng Meng, don't be afraid, sister is here."
Suddenly, Song Mengmeng's body tensed sharply, and she started wailing with her eyes tightly shut.
"Meng Meng, what's the matter?...... Don't cry, your sister is holding you, we're not afraid anymore."
