Hearing Qian Xiao's gut-wrenching sobs, Miao Momo couldn't hold back her tears either.
How could the emotional experiences of a six-year-old child be richer than those of an adult like her? It's truly heartbreaking.
When he heard the sniffling from behind, Qian Xiao turned around, still choking back tears. "Who's crying like such a sissy?"
A sharp rap landed on his head.
Miao Momo said irritably, "It was me!"
"Oh, the single Ms. Miao."
"..."
Miao Momo was so angry she turned and walked away.
She must have been out of her mind to try and comfort Qian Xiao. There's clearly nothing wrong with the little brat!
"Ms. Miao, don't go! Please don't go!" Qian Xiao pleaded, hurrying after her. "Ms. Miao, I'm actually sick. I have some things I want to ask you."
"Oh?"
Ultimately kind-hearted, Miao Momo stopped and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Have you told your parents? Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
"I actually have a bad stomach."
