Huo Jingting sat down by the bed and reached out to touch his little face, "Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Gu Nanqiao looked at him, her actions and tone were so gentle that it was as if she had become a different person.
Chengcheng's face was pale, but he still managed a faint smile, "No, I don't hurt when daddy is with me."
His voice was tender, filled with the innocence characteristic of a child.
It was only after speaking that he realized another person was standing there. Chengcheng gave her a puzzled look, and his eyes met Gu Nanqiao's gaze just then.
She stood behind Huo Jingting, looking at his worn yet forcibly cheerful demeanor, feeling a mix of emotions.
Gu Nanqiao took a deep breath to steady her nervous feelings and slowly stepped forward, her lips also revealing a trace of a smile, "Chengcheng."
Chengcheng looked at her, his gaze lingering in stunned silence.
