Lin Qinqin knew she made her worry, as she was sick and still specifically came down to see her.
"It's okay, I'm fine."
Lu Meng released her, examining her; the wounds on her face hadn't healed yet, making her look somewhat disheveled.
After chatting for a while about other things, Lu Meng was pulled back to the hospital room by Song Yunchi.
Lin Qinqin stayed alone in the room, sighing with melancholy.
...
Mu Family Main Building, West Wing.
"Little Fantuan, don't bite me!"
Little Nuomi cried out in pain, instinctively raising her small hand, ready to hit.
Little Fantuan fearlessly stared at his sister, holding her hand with both of his little hands, biting and not letting go.
The servants arrived upon hearing the noise, encircling the two little ones, "Little Miss, are you okay?"
"Auntie, Fantuan is biting."
"Oh dear, Little Master, you can't bite. Let go, quickly."
