"Then, do you want Sister to continue crying?" Shen Xin didn't argue with her.
Stunned, Madam Shen fell silent.
Shen Xin didn't look at her anymore. Instead, she held Shen Rou's hand and coaxed her as if she was coaxing a child. "Sister, let's go find Brother Yesi, alright?"
"Good, good!" Shen Rou was so excited that she danced. It was a stark contrast to her crying self.
"Brother Yesi, let's go look for Brother Yesi!" She looked at Mo Yesi impatiently.
Beside Mo Yesi, Qiao Mianmian was still shocked.
She knew that Shen Rou was sick.
She also heard from Yan Shaoqing that Shen Rou's IQ was only that of a three- or four-year-old child.
But hearing and seeing were two different things.
Hearing it wasn't as shocking as seeing it with her own eyes.
This was the first time Qiao Mianmian saw her after Shen Rou's accident.
