When she saw the hint of a smile on his face, she sighed under her breath. Then she raised her head up with a giggle and said obediently, "Dad, you're still recovering. Come, let's go in; it'll be better for your health."
"You're the main reason my health is bad!" Song Menghwa berated Song Qingchun, but there was a joking tone in his words. With Song Qingchun holding his arm, they slowly turned to walk back into the house.
Just as Song Qingchun was ready to make her escape, Song Menghwa suddenly turned to look at her neck area, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
"Dad?" Song Qingchun did not notice the look on his face, and she was merely curious because he had stopped moving.
When she finally saw the severe expression on Song Menghwa's face, Song Qingchun's heart dropped, and she unconsciously followed her father's gaze that landed slightly above her chest.