Because of what happened yesterday, Xia Chen did not sleep all night—or rather, he dared not fall asleep.
Ever since the little girl expressed her love to him yesterday, his violent heartbeat had not slowed down. The moment he closed his eyes, his sister's pitiful, oval-shaped face would involuntarily surface in his mind.
What was crucial was that at that time, the little one had also grasped his wrist tightly, humbly begging him not to abandon her. That appearance was as pitiful as it could possibly be.
Chapter 146