Bai Haoxue and Ji Hanyu exchanged a glance and quickly ran to the broadcasting room of Huamao Mall.
As soon as they entered the broadcasting room, little Beiting ran over to hug them.
Ji Hanyu ruffled his little head, and Bai Haoxue, still feeling a lingering fear, picked him up.
Thank goodness, thank goodness...
"Sweetheart..." Bai Haoxue kissed his little cheek, and little Beiting rubbed against her.
To say he wasn't scared would be a lie.
But his dad had told him that in times of trouble and danger, being scared is useless. Instead of torturing your mind with fear, it's better to rely on your own wits to save yourself.
This was quite profound, and little Beiting admitted he didn't fully understand it.
But his little brain was very clever, and he understood that he could rely on his own wits to save himself.
"Well done!" Ji Hanyu rarely praised little Beiting.
Today, this short-legged kid really impressed him.
