Shen Hezhi hugged the little bun and said in a slightly shaky voice, "Junjin, don't be afraid."
The little bun had once been kidnapped and was traumatized as a result. At this moment, his little body was drenched, and his small hands nervously clutched at Shen Hezhi's sleeves. His large and dark eyes were filled with guilt and helplessness as he said through tears, "I'm sorry."
'Did I implicate Uncle?'
"It's not your fault," Shen Hezhi said, gently comforting the little bun as he carried the latter up. Although his clothes were wet, he did not look disheveled at all. His warm gaze was now cold and piercing as he looked at Feng Zixiu who was standing nearby.
Yu Yunxi rushed over at this time. Her heart ached as she asked worriedly, "Junjin, are you alright?"
The little bun was clearly shivering from the cold, but he still tried to put on a brave front. He shook his head and replied, "Aunt, I'm fine."
