Lu Xun waited for both Song Xing Xing and that man to leave before he finally walked over to his nephew. Even after they had gone, his eyes continued to look towards the direction where Song Xing Xing and that mysterious man had disappeared to.
"Uncle where did you go to?" Jia Xuan asked. "I waited for you for a long time. I almost thought that you were going to leave me here."
Hearing his voice, Lu Xun finally turned to the little boy with a faint smile on his lips. "Sorry. I was answering an important call. You're not angry, are you?"
Jia Xuan shook his head. He saw the tokens in his uncle's hand and became excited again. "Uncle, let's go and play some other game. I wanted to try that drum!"
"Alright. Let's go." Lu Xun agreed. However, his mind was somewhere else. He could not stop thinking about Song Xing Xing and that mysterious man.
Even though he wanted to approach her, Lu Xun was worried that he would continuously hurt her.
