However, she had no idea that she had been sitting for several hours, and it was now dusk.
When she opened her eyes, she found her father staring at her with a worried expression.
"Baby! What's wrong with you?"
"Huh?" Yue Qingqing was stupefied, slightly frightened that she might have given something away, tilting her head and feigning ignorance.
Yue Jiandong indeed noticed something was amiss, but he completely misunderstood the situation.
"This is no good, she's sweating so much, her clothes are totally drenched. She must be sick."
Yue Jiandong took the jacket he'd left aside while working and draped it over Yue Qingqing, wrapping his daughter tightly and immediately started running back home.
Yue Qingqing, who was already feeling a bit warm, felt even more overheated and dizzy with this additional layer.
By the time they arrived at the Yue family home, her little face was bright red.
The family was startled when they saw her.