"Lele is already asleep," Yin Yuemei said through clenched teeth, worry on her face.
Although Lele hadn't seen her kill Lai Fougu, the sight of his corpse and the blood that filled the room had still been observed by the child. She hoped it wouldn't leave any trauma.
"Don't worry, Sister Yuemei, Lele is a sensible child. She won't blame you," Wang Dadong comforted Yin Yuemei in a soft voice as he drew her into his embrace.
"Dadong, have I caused you trouble again..." Yin Yuemei sobbed slightly.
"Sister Yuemei, what are you talking about? Your issues are mine. How can you talk about trouble? Don't ever say that again," Wang Dadong said sternly on purpose.
"Okay," Yin Yuemei obediently nestled in Wang Dadong's arms.
Despite the mess in the room, the warm embrace gave her a strong sense of security.
"Dadong... can you call me 'wife'?" Suddenly, Yin Yuemei raised her head, her delicate face filled with hope.
"Wife!" Wang Dadong called out without hesitation.
