Li Beijue caught a glimpse of him and saw his eyes brimming with tears, his face on the verge of crying. He couldn't help but clench his fists tightly.
His back stiffened, and he suddenly squatted down, his hands resting on Baby Chi's shoulders, his noble face betraying a hint of despondency. Looking into Chi Jingchen's eyes, his thin lips barely touched as he said, "I'm sorry."
Si Chen and Huo Leiting were as if they had heard something unimaginable.
They looked at each other in disbelief.
Beijue had actually apologized, and to a 5-year-old child at that.
Chi Jingchen had been holding back his tears, but upon hearing the apology, he burst into tears, throwing himself into his arms. Grasping at his clothes, he cried heart-wrenchingly, "Will my mommy die? Mommy won't die, right?"
"I don't want my mommy to die... I don't want..."
"Wuuu, I'll be good from now on, I won't call her 'woman' anymore. I'll behave, I won't cause trouble... I don't want Mommy to die..."
