The man's big palm rested on the tender back of the girl and gently stroked it, comforting the little girl in his arms.
The voice of the mature man was low and deep. Although it was still cold, it had the bizarre ability to calm others.
He had never consoled anyone before and was always cold to his few younger brothers. He never imagined that one day, he would have to console a girl like he was now.
The first young master's comforting was not enough, and he could only robotically repeat a few sentences.
"It's okay, whatever it is, you have me."
Thin lips opened slightly, and a deep and irresistible voice came, "Big brother will help you deal with them."
Being soothed by such a deep magnetic voice for a while, Ruan Mengmeng slowly raised her head to look at him.
The pitiful little face was wet from all the tears, making her look like a kitten. Those almond eyes of hers that were soaked in tears were surprisingly bright.
