"Here comes Mo Ze, please sit down."
Feng Sanyuan motioned him to sit down. Just, after hearing Little Feng's words, he felt very tense. Su Xi might not be able to see it, but he could.
When Su Xi asked if Ye'er was still alive, Little Feng's look changed for a split second and he caught sight of it. Did his child really die? He's such a small child, only three years old...
Thinking of this, the rim of his eyes reddened and his heart was filled with unbearable grief. He tried his best to suppress it because after hearing Little Feng's consoling words, Su Xi, who worried constantly on the road, finally looked relieved.
He knew that she was always tense like a tightly-pulled string. If she knew that her child perished, she would not be able to live.
"Little Jiu, where are your parents? Is Ye'er with them?" Because she didn't see Feng Xiao, Su Xi thought the child was with Feng Xiao.
