She would have to get used to living in the darkness sooner or later; he couldn't be by her side at all times, and she couldn't go through life without adapting to this situation on her own.
With a towel in hand, Mu Zisu clenched his fist tightly and after a pause, struggled to utter a single word: "Okay..."
Upon leaving the room and reaching the staircase, Mu Zisu picked up Na Xiaoxiao without a word.
Leaning against him, Na Xiaoxiao was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of powerlessness, realizing that she had indeed become a burden to him...
Once they reached the living room on the first floor, Mu Yingchen, Su Wanxia, and Mu Ziqing were all there. Seeing Mu Zisu with a troubled expression carrying Na Xiaoxiao, they all couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition.
Mu Ziqing was the first to rise from the sofa, "Brother... What's wrong with Xiaoxiao?"
Su Wanxia and Mu Yingchen also looked at him with concern.
