When Yuan Xiaobai arrived at Song Huanyan's room, Song Huanyan was reading a book... a book about how to take care of and raise a son. Hearing the sound of the door, she looked up and saw Yuan Xiaobai walk in.
Yuan Xiaobai was wearing a white dress that gave her an innocent and youthful look, with her long hair draped over her shoulders.
Song Huanyan put down the book and looked at Yuan Xiaobai... Yuan Xiaobai liked to wear white dresses, those knee-length dresses made of white cotton... They indeed made her look very clean and pure.
Yuan Xiaobai was here to see her?
Was she here to see if she was dead or not!
If she ever died, Yuan Xiaobai would definitely clap her hands in glee and set off firecrackers to celebrate... This time, after being dragged down the stairs by Song Xiaoyu, both the child and she were fine. Yuan Xiaobai must be extremely disappointed.
"Huanyan..." Yuan Xiaobai looked at Song Huanyan with a smile, came to the bedside, and said gently, "Are you alright?"
