Su Yu leaned against Ren Qing's chest and shook her head gently. "No."
Xun Yu tossed aside the large fish in his hands, his sharp brows furrowed as he strode toward her. "Then is the cub bothering you? Are you not feeling well?"
Su Yu opened her mouth, about to say something, but when she saw Taichu and Mo Huai run in, she swallowed her words and tacitly confirmed Xun Yu's assumption.
Xun Yu's heart ached for her. Holding her hand, he fretted, "Wasn't the cub usually so well-behaved? Why are they acting up so much today? Is there anything you want to eat? I'll make it for you, okay?"
Su Yu had been crying hard, and now that she'd calmed down, her body did feel a bit uncomfortable. She shook her head listlessly. "I don't want to eat anything."
She looked at Shi Yu, forcing a smile. "It's nothing, don't worry. It's just your two fathers having one of their usual spars. It'll be over in a bit."
"You can go watch, but don't get too close, understand?"
