Chun and Xi simultaneously exclaimed in worry!
Yan Xinxin reached out to support herself on the ground, avoiding a complete fall.
Xi and Chun immediately ran to her side, both holding onto her arms.
"Mommy, did you get hurt from the fall?"
Chun lifted his bright, big eyes and asked with a frown.
Yan Xinxin smiled slightly, raising her hand to touch the little one's tender cheek.
"Mommy is fine, don't worry."
As she spoke, she glanced at Xi, whose little handsome face was completely tense, his slender eyes sharply glaring at the mother and son.
"Xi, look at Xinxin, turn your face away."
She smiled and turned the little handsome face, then carefully stood up.
Yan Xinxin tried to move and found that her right ankle was indeed sprained.
She furrowed her brows.
"Little darling, how are you? Where does it hurt? Let mommy take you to the hospital first."
The young woman dressed in international designer clothes squatted beside the boy rolling on the ground, looking worried.
