Xia Molin angrily scolded, "Yuxun, how can you be so insensible! Apologize to your mother!"
"Don't yell at her, can't you see she's scared? I should be the one apologizing; it's me, it's me..." Song Ruoxin painfully covered her face.
Leng Sichen and Leng Siche looked at each other, a bit at a loss in such a situation.
"Siche, let's step out for a while!" Leng Sichen thought perhaps they should let the family talk and sort things out clearly.
"Brother, don't leave, Mommy doesn't want Xunxun, Daddy doesn't want Xunxun, don't abandon Xunxun, okay?" Xia Yuxun fell from the bed and clung tightly to his pants, crying hysterically.
Seeing his daughter like this, Xia Molin's anger turned into guilt. What right did he have to blame her? If only he could be more careful, she wouldn't have suffered so much, and he didn't save her in time when it happened. He wasn't a competent father at all.
He always said he'd treat her as his own daughter, but his heart could never be at peace.
