It was probably Feng Fuce and Zhi'er that stimulated the boy.
He gritted his teeth, mustered all his strength, and finally stood up, face flushed from the effort!
At that moment.
Zhi'er clapped her little hands with a patter.
In her big eyes, there was admiration.
"You're amazing, standing up on your own!"
The little fellow turned his head and looked at Feng Fuce standing indifferently.
She didn't forget to stretch out her little hand, poked him, and sent a playful glance over, signaling for Feng Fuce to follow suit.
Feng Fuce's thin lips were tightly pressed, and his indifferent eyes, upon seeing Zhi'er's little expression, showed a slight ripple.
He also extended his two hands, coldly and slowly clapping.
Zhi'er beamed, "There are many difficulties in the world, but if you try hard enough, you can get through them!"
"Congratulations, you've just overcome the first hurdle in life!"
The little one's voice was soft yet full of sincerity.
