Su Ningyan just saw her son's unnatural expression and felt even more puzzled. What was Dabao up to?
This son has always been calm and steady, practically like an old soul in a young body.
She couldn't help but turn to look at Huanhuan, "Tell Auntie, what happened to Dabao's arm injury?"
Huanhuan thought about the injury on her older cousin's arm and remembered that he probably didn't want anyone to know.
She was even more convinced that the injury was likely from some girl biting him.
Her older cousin didn't want to say it out loud because he must be embarrassed.
"Huanhuan, what are you thinking about? Auntie is asking you, what happened to your older cousin's arm injury? Is it serious?"
Feng Yihuan snapped back to reality and shook her head, "Auntie, it's just a little wound, not serious at all, don't worry."
She didn't dare mention it was a bite mark; her older cousin normally pampered her so much, she'd keep his secret just this once.
