"It's okay, it's okay," Mianmian comforted Er Ya.
She had divined that Er Ya would face a bloody calamity during this period, but the exact timing eluded her. Hearing Chu Qi say they had to wait was what worried her.
The rules of divination were truly annoying. Why couldn't she calculate the specific timing of events related to her?
Mianmian's little head was once again filled with worries.
She helped Er Ya sit up, and Gou Dan hurriedly threw himself into his mother's arms, stretching out a small hand to comfort his mom.
Mianmian's kick had been strong. The man who had hit Er Ya now spat a mouthful of blood, feeling a piercing pain on the side of his ribs. He struggled to his feet slowly, his eyes looking at Mianmian as if she were a dead person.
She was just a girl and had dared to lay hands on him. Didn't she know that men were heaven and must not be defied?
