"I don't like them. They're annoying!"
Bian Xunzhou blurted this out, his eyes as cold as ice, devoid of any warmth. Wen Xuyu nodded thoughtfully, feeling that her previous question had been superfluous. Given the kind of man he was, it would be a miracle if he didn't scare a child into tears, let alone like them.
However… she followed his gaze and her eyes settled on Xiaoyu. A child so young was prone to such extreme stress reactions; it might even develop into autism later on. At this thought, a sense of pity and sympathy stirred within her.
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