Wen Linyu couldn't answer this question.
An Li stood in front of him, tilting her small face up, staring at him, seemingly eager for an answer.
But Wen Linyu was staring at the injury at the corner of her mouth and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Only then did An Li remember the injury at the corner of her mouth caused by An Yeqiu.
She smiled bitterly, lowered her head, and gently touched it with her finger.
Then she said in a low voice, "It doesn't hurt, I'm used to it."
Even though An Li said she was used to it, for some reason, Wen Linyu's heart clenched.
Wen Linyu reached out and lifted An Li's chin to take a close look at the corner of her mouth.
If it were anyone else, this action might seem quite ambiguous.
But when Wen Linyu did it, it didn't feel abrupt at all.
Instead, he genuinely seemed like a relative who truly cared about her.
