Looking at the swelling on Lil Yan's face, Ling Yiran was relieved to learn that it was nothing but skin trauma.
However, upon the sight of the wounds on Zhuo Yan's face, Yi Qianjin's pretty almond-shaped eyes welled up with tears before she started crying.
She shocked everyone there.
After all, the one with the red and swollen face had not cried yet, but she, who was not hurt at all, was crying.
The little one not only cried but also grabbed Zhuo Yan with both hands.
"Don't cry. Don't cry!" Zhuo Yan hastened to comfort her.
Ling Yiran also said, "What happened? Lil Jin, why are you crying?"
"I just think... Brother Yan must be in so much pain!" The little one sobbed. It used to hurt so much when her mother hit her on the palm because she did something wrong.
However, her palm only reddened a little, unlike Brother Yan's face.
"It doesn’t hurt. Stop crying," said Zhuo Yan.
Yi Qianjin blinked, tears still hanging from her lashes. "Really?"
"Yeah, it just looks a little red and swollen. It doesn’t hurt anymore," said Zhuo Yan. It still hurt, but he did not want Lil Jin to be sad.
Zhuo Yan said as he wiped Yi Qianjin's tears with a tissue.
Yi Qianjin sniffed before finally lifting her little hand to touch Zhuo Yan's cheek. "Does it really not hurt?"
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