Huang Huang was still crying, and when he heard someone coaxing him nearby, he cried even harder.
Guo Tong, feeling aggrieved by Su Xiaomeng's remark, shrank her neck and leaned closer to Yin Bowen, pursing her lips, unable to hide her sense of grievance.
"Little Aunt, Xiao Tong is just feeling sorry for the child. Look how heartbroken little Huang Huang is crying."
Su Xiaomeng took a shallow breath and quietly said, "Whenever he cries, someone comes to comfort him, and I'm afraid he'll grow up thinking that crying will solve everything."
"I was just being kind... do you really have to be so aggressive..."
Guo Tong mumbled under her breath.
Aggressive...
That word choice is really…
"Dad, Mom, it's nothing. There's no need to feel sorry for him. He knows the mistake he made himself."
Yin Shixiu said to the elderly couple who were looking on with concern.
