"Ssss—"
Curtis had also come up to the top floor without anyone noticing. When he heard Bai Qingqing's words, he emitted a cold disposition.
That soft little thing suddenly became unusually irksome in his eyes.
"You'll be in danger!" Curtis said.
Bai Qingqing knew that Curtis was angry. If it was in the past, she'd have given in. However, when her child was concerned, her attitude was firm.
"As long as An'an can be cured, I won't be afraid no matter how dangerous it is," Bai Qingqing said firmly.
Curtis's pupils narrowed, and he emitted killing intent.
Bai Qingqing hugged An'an closely in her arms and looked straight into his eyes without any signs of backing off.
The setting sun dyed the clouds in a brilliant fiery red color, making Curtis's pupils that had contracted into a thin line appear increasingly blood-red and dangerous.
