Then, before Di Yan could react, the little boy had already started yelling with a sobbing voice.
"Mommy Mommy, something has happened! Daddy is bleeding!"
By the time Di Yan realized that his nose was dripping warm red blood, the door had been pushed open, and a tense Zhu Qianying rushed in. She clasped his shoulder, her worried gaze fixed squarely on his face.
"What happened to you, are you hurt?"
Di Yan held his nose, feeling somewhat bewildered. After a moment, he realized that he might have been too emotionally involved in his thoughts, causing his nose to bleed.
As soon as this assumption crossed his mind, he confirmed it.
However, he couldn't reveal this reason to Zhu Qianying and his son. He had no choice but to dismissively say,
"Nothing, my nose just started to bleed suddenly."
