Cut Her Wrist?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Fortunately, Uncle Jin understood Jiang Tingxu's personality, so he beckoned at the security guards and left.
Jiang Tingxu let out her breath:
"Ningning is still sleeping. I'll carry him out, so don't wake him up."
"Alright, we'll do as Young Madam says."
...
From the beginning to the end, Little Ningning never woke up. He had no idea that he had been carried to a car heading back to the old residence.
Jiang Tingxu took a few more glances at him, before reluctantly closing the car door:
"Uncle Jin, sorry to trouble you."
It was early in the morning, and she had to trouble an old man to personally drive over to pick up her son. She felt very apologetic.
However, Uncle Jin laughed:
"No, no, Young Madam is too kind. Young Madam is going to work now?"
"Yes, if there's nothing else after work, I'll come and pick him up."
"Alright, Young Madam, be careful on the road."
"Uncle Jin, you too."