Li Beijue thought of the scene at that time, and a hint of a smile involuntarily passed in his eyes.
As he hesitated whether to continue to help the little girl with the wound on her arm, he heard the sound of running from afar.
"Tiantian! Mommy has bought the medicine back!"
Jiang Baobao's voice arrived before she did, panting heavily as though she had run both ways, not daring to delay a second as she dashed into the pavilion.
"Give her to me." Jiang Baobao took Tiantian from Li Beijue's hands, her face full of concern.
Li Beijue's gaze unconsciously shifted from the little girl's face to Jiang Baobao, pondering for a few seconds. The bright mood from a moment ago was suddenly shadowed with a touch of irritation.
He thought for two seconds, then whispered to Yanbao, "Daddy will make a phone call over there."
Li Beijue left these words behind, strode out of the pavilion, and walked a distance before taking out his phone to dial Assistant Chen's number.
