Ruan Jianguo had never seen Shu Jiao like this—she was always so composed and wise, as if everything was under her control. Even in the past, when she missed her family members, she had never cried like this. This was the first time he had seen her in such a state.
His trembling hands gently touched her back, embracing the petite woman. At that moment, he felt as if the hollow in his chest had finally been filled.
His voice was also hoarse as he softly said, "It's okay, you're back now, and that's good."
As long as she was back, they were still a family.
He believed that Jiaojiao would get better, and his mother would get better too. They would still lead a very happy life, and their days would become more and more prosperous.
Upon hearing this, Shu Jiao cried even more uncontrollably, as if she wanted to cry out all the pain in her heart...
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Ruan Jiaojiao had hit her head, the back of it.
