Li Nuanchun ran over with a scared look on her face, patting her thigh emotionally, "Oh dear! Thank god Tong Yao caught it, or Baodan would have had a bad fall." She had just been sitting in the hallway chatting with Chen Yanmei while snapping beans, and had overlooked Baodan for a moment. She hadn't imagined that such negligence could have led to a serious accident.
If he had rolled down the stairs, even a severe head injury would have been minor in comparison. She had a distant cousin, who was a very clever and handsome child, much like a generous child god. But he became mentally disabled after falling from a tree.
Chen Yanmei didn't show any gratitude at all, she gave Tong Yao a sidelong glance and grumbled, "Baodan was playing just fine, how could he suddenly fall? Maybe someone scared him on purpose."
