On the way back to the hotel from the Hu family's home, Xu Qiaoqiao was feeling a little down.
Firstly, she was reluctant to part with Sweet, and secondly, Hu Guoqing's words kept making her feel restless.
She simply shook her head, deciding not to dwell on these thoughts.
Xu Mushen glanced at the girl sitting next to him.
Her skin was fair and delicate, her cheeks still carried a thin layer of downy hair, making her look somewhat youthful. Despite her tender age, she had to bear so much pressure, it was heartbreaking.
Especially at this moment, she seemed deeply absorbed in thought, as if plagued with endless troubles. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but interrupt her, "Qiaoqiao..."
Xu Qiaoqiao looked up sharply, looking at him in confusion, "Huh?"
Xu Mushen stared at her but didn't know what to say.
All he could do was turn his head forward and find something to say, "Sweet will be just fine."
