Because she knows how difficult it is.

Xiao Ci's past life was different from that of ordinary children. Secretary Wang's education method was tantamount to erasing all the innocence of a child.

Fortunately, Xiao Ci met He Zixin. This little girl gave Xiao Ci a sense of warmth and attachment.

It's just that except for He Zixin, it's difficult for anyone else to get into Xiao Ci's heart.

And now, Xiao Ci will be worried about her and A Jin because of seeing the news. Does it mean that they are also getting into Xiao Ci's heart little by little?

Maybe one day, Xiaoci will truly accept them.

Ling Yiran walked up to Xiao Ci, squatted down, and looked at the little guy almost at eye level, "Mommy is very happy, come and see Daddy and Mommy."

There seemed to be a flash of doubt in the little guy's eyes, as if he didn't understand why the person he should call mommy was happy?

Wasn't she injured? Shouldn't she be sad?

He raised his little hand slightly and reached towards Ling Yiran's neck. He Zixin wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

His little hand grasped Ling Yiran's neck. Because her neck was still wrapped with gauze, his grasping caused some wounds, and her brows suddenly furrowed.

When Yi Jinli saw this, he scolded, "Xiao Ci, let go of your hand!" He knew that his son's scratching hurt Ling Yiran.

The little guy seemed startled by Yi Jinli's sharp voice, and his little body suddenly became tense.

Ling Yiran quickly comforted the little guy and said softly, "Ajin, Xiaoci is just concerned about my injury."

After saying that, she gently held Xiao Ci's hand again, asking his fingers not to pull on the bandage on her neck, but to place them gently flat against her neck.

"Look, this way, Mommy won't be in pain." Ling Yiran smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Ci, Mommy's injury will heal soon. In fact, as long as you don't touch the wound, it won't hurt much anymore.

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The little guy looked at Ling Yiran with his dark eyes, "Doesn't it hurt?"

"Yes, it doesn't hurt anymore." Ling still said.

Then she saw the corners of the little guy's lips, slightly raised in a very shallow arc, which also made the originally indifferent face seem warmer.

Yi Jinli, on the other hand, looked at Xiao Ci and seemed to be in a trance.

After about half an hour, Yi Jinli ordered his men to escort He Zixin and Xiao Ci back to He's house safely, and the ward finally became quiet again.

Ling Yiran asked Yi Jinli, "What were you thinking when you looked at Xiao Ci just now?"

Yi Jinli pursed her lips lightly, but she didn't expect that she would notice it.

Seeing the hesitation on Yi Jinli's face, Ling Yiran said, "Ajin, we are husband and wife. If you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

Yi Jinli then spoke slowly, "Xiao Ci... looks more and more like that woman, except for those eyes..."
Chapter completed!