Fighting back the urge to cry, Su Qianci answered, "I see. Dad, you should go to bed. Good night."
"Come drink a cup of milk before bed. I warmed it up for you," said Song Yifan.
Feeling a bit reluctant to go out, Su Qianci did not want to waste Song Yifan's effort. Getting up and walking to the door barefooted, she opened the door and did not see Song Yifan, but…
Her first reaction was to slam the door shut, but Li Sicheng quickly put his hand on the door. Su Qianci slammed the door hard but felt a strong resistance.
Bang!
"Ouch!" Li Sicheng let out an exaggerated cry. Shocked, Su Qianci quickly opened the door.
Seeing him holding his fingers, she was terrified and grabbed his hand. It was blue and purple. She asked hurriedly, "Does it hurt?"
He did not answer but used his other hand to take her into his arms.
