"Have a good rest. Leave the rascal's matter to me. I guarantee that I'll hand a lively Ling Xiaoqi over to you." Huo Ci looked at the woman's startled expression, her thin chin, and her palm-sized face. His chest felt tight as he held his breath.
"Huo Ci." Seeing that he was about to leave, Nangong Lengyu stopped him and said, "Go change into dry clothes first. If you collapse, who will look for Xiaoqi?"
Huo Ci thought to himself, the kid has a father and a mother. As a grandfather, is his purpose to look for the child for them? However, when he met the woman's worried gaze, he swallowed his words. Yes, he owed the three of them. "Okay."
Nangong Lengyu hugged the heat pack and draped a blanket over herself as she was still shivering from the cold. She did not know what was wrong with her. She had only been drenched by the rain, so how did she end up like this? After a long while, she felt her body warm up.
