Ning Sheng cried and felt wronged.
Lu Chuyao comforted her clumsily and gently. She kept whispering in her ear to calm her down, but she realized that Ning Sheng seemed to be crying and feeling wronged for so many years. She could not stop.
This silly girl, sigh.
In the end, Lu Chuyao's clothes were soaked.
His expression was pained. Only then did he realize that his little wife had fallen asleep in his arms. The little fellow had fallen asleep after crying. He hugged Ning Sheng for a while before carrying her upstairs.
He placed her on the bed and saw that there were still tears at the corners of his wife's eyes. He wiped them clean.
Then, she went downstairs alone.
When she reached the living room, she could barely stand.
The butler happened to come in and saw that Lu Chuyao's left arm was bleeding. He immediately walked over nervously. "Master Yao, what's going on? Why are you injured?"