He cleared his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly. His tone was much gentler than before.
"Don't sneak out again, you hear me? It's not safe outside. What if you run into a bad person?"
Shanshan immediately lowered her head, her little hands tightly gripping the hem of her clothes.
"Don't worry, Dad, Shanshan knows she was wrong! I'll be good from now on! I won't make you worry again!"
"Good. My Shanshan is the best-behaved."
Ling Anxun's tone softened unconsciously.
The tense lines of his face relaxed, and he even subconsciously reached out to pat her head.
But he pulled his hand back midway and asked instead, "Do you want Grandma to come help you wash your hair and take a bath? Or should I have Aunt Zhang come in? You're still little; you'll catch a cold if you get wet."
"No need! Shanshan is a big girl now, I can wash myself!"
She tilted her little face up, blinking her big eyes, a hint of stubbornness in her voice.
