Li Xinya also said earnestly, "Saozi is just temporarily ill, definitely will get better. From now on, after school, I won't play with others anymore. I'll come home early to talk more with Saozi!"
Hearing these words, the adults present felt very heartbroken.
The meal couldn't be finished, and finally, everyone left dispiritedly.
"Nini, you're full, right? We should go rest now."
Li Tingyan fed Nianyang the last spoonful of porridge, then carefully took the young girl's hand and led her upstairs, back to the room.
The man behaved as if Nianyang was still perfectly fine. He washed her face, feet, and brushed her teeth, taking meticulous care of her. The way he looked at the young girl was so affectionate it could be squeezed out like water. After the calamity, he cherished every moment with Nianyang even more.
