"Jiaojiao?" Ruan Jun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Ruan Jiaojiao had woken up. He thought she was hurt because she kept crying and hurriedly checked her body for injuries. Finding none, he finally pulled her into his arms and comforted her tenderly, "Don't cry, it's all right now."
But Ruan Jiaojiao's response was a silent, tearful one, which was far more heartbreaking to the Ruan brothers than loud sobbing.
Not far away, Wa Yiting's face was pale. She didn't dare to pick up the fish that had fallen to the ground and guiltily hid her hands behind her back, turning to leave.
However—none of the Ruan family were blind.
There were no obstacles by the riverbank, and many people had seen Ruan Jiaojiao running on this path; Wa Yiting's push had naturally caught the eyes of the Ruan brothers.
