Meng Yunhan was quite angry when she staggered backwards. But the moment her eyes landed on Yun Xirou's familiar face, her harsh tone instantly vanished. "Xirou?" She immediately went forward and took the hand of the little girl before saying, "Are you okay? What are you doing wandering around out here all by yourself? Look at you, your clothes are all dirty, and you look like you are going to be sick any moment now."
Yun Xirou stopped and looked up in surprise. She knew Meng Yunhan; after all, her father had once introduced her as his friend. Though she did not understand why her father was so nice to Meng Yunhan, Yun Xirou had never paid any attention to the details. She only knew one thing, and that was that Meng Yunhan was very kind to her. This was all that mattered.
