Early the next morning, Li Yanchen was awakened by the sound of crying beside him.
He opened his eyes in confusion... only to see the little girl beside him crying like a calico cat, wiping away tears while doing so.
Su Nuannuan felt as if her whole world wasn't right!
Li Yanchen's expression immediately stiffened, and he frowned, "I'm sorry..."
"Sob sob... Uncle, can you please be more careful when you're outside? Otherwise, it's always me who ends up getting hurt..."
Li Yanchen's expression became even more rigid as he said, "Okay."
"Then are you feeling better, Uncle? Is there anywhere that feels uncomfortable?"
"No." Even in this state, she was still concerned about whether he had any lingering effects...
Li Yanchen felt another wave of complexity inside; his little girl cared about people with such sincerity and not a trace of pretense.
"Then, Uncle, pass me the backpack by the bedside."
