Xiao Qingya was momentarily stunned, and soon she regained her senses. What should she do now?
Should she cry or kick up a fuss? The fact that her mental age didn't match her physical body's age led to some minor inconsistencies in her personality.
Sometimes, she would follow her instinct as a baby although most of the time she was as clear-headed as a fourteen-year-old.
Fortunately, soon, her instinct as a baby took over and she didn't need to think. A few seconds later, she burst into tears due to distress. Loud sobs echoed in the room.
"Waa…"
The moment Liu Hei walked toward her, she tried to drag her small body further away from him, crying for her mother.
She was truly terrified.
Her mother and siblings were so good to her, and she didn't want to be separated from them.
Each step Liu Hei took felt as if he was stepping on her heart, bringing a sense of deep unease. She cried even more pitifully, her tears falling like a waterfall falling on her dusty cheeks.
