The expression of grievance about to shed tears suddenly made Ruan Xixia anxious.
She didn't have experience in coaxing children. In a panic, she handed the cat back to Miaomiao, "Don't... don't cry. I don't dislike you; you can take this back to play with..."
Miaomiao had a look as if she had been hit; this was her favorite toy, but the pretty sister refused to take it...
She pouted, tears welling up in her eyes, yet stubbornly unwilling to let them fall.
A sharp pain struck Ruan Xixia's left atrium.
She didn't know why, but seeing this little girl upset made her feel distressed too.
"Your name is... Miaomiao?" she asked.
Miaomiao choked and responded with a "Hmm."
