Actually, he wanted to ask for a long time, he kind of guessed why, but never heard her say it personally.
She always seemed impervious to everything, never revealing her wounds for others to see.
Sometimes annoying, sometimes indeed makes one feel tenderhearted.
Xin Xiaoxiao pouted and said pitifully, "Afraid of disappointing Dad, afraid you will only want that vixen and your son in the future, and won't want me anymore."
Her eyelashes gradually became moist.
It turns out... in her heart, there's such insecurity, such fear of losing, that fatherly love she almost never had.
Xiang Yiqing gently patted Xin Xiaoxiao's chest, "No, I won't."
After calming her down patiently, he got up.
After thinking for a bit, he went into the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, came back out, sat on the edge of the bed, and used a warm towel to give Xin Xiaoxiao physical cooling.
