Jiang Ruan walked up to the little boy, her lips curling into a gentle smile. Her aggressive aura vanished, making her appear warm and kind.
The boy's round black eyes gazed at her, then he nodded.
"Where are your parents?" She squatted down in front of the little guy and asked softly.
The boy's eyes flickered, a touch of dullness passing over, then he shook his head.
Jiang Ruan knitted her brows symbolically, "Tsk, how could they leave you here alone? Didn't they inform you not to eat candy when you're sick?"
The boy's eyes were confused.
After a long while, he slowly asked, "Can't...eat?"
Jiang Ruan nodded seriously, "Yes, eating too much candy when you're sick isn't good. You should eat more fruits, like apples for example."
She waved the apple in her hand before him.
There was a clear struggle in the boy's eyes.
Jiang Ruan glanced at the box of candy in his hand and kindly persuaded, "Eating more fruits will help you recover faster. You need to be a good boy, okay?"
