Armpit High
But Su Xiaomeng resisted fiercely, clinging tightly to Shen Wuxiao and refusing to let go.
"Don't touch me, wuwuwuwu, don't touch me!"
Su Ziming's heart ached.
"You really are terribly unqualified, brother Su. Why can't you even protect your own daughter?"
Shen Wuxiao feigned weakness.
Then he gently leaned against the wall.
"If I hadn't happened to come upstairs and run into the people who kidnapped Xiao Meng, the consequences would have been unthinkable."
"Do you really want to protect her?"
Faced with Shen Wuxiao's questioning, Su Ziming's head buzzed.
He did not want things to be this way either, but he truly was no match for those people.
"S-Sorry, Doctor, are... are you alright?" Su Ziming trembled all over.
"I'm alright. One of them was a Martial Grandmaster, far too strong. I could only take him head-on. Luckily, they seemed to be in a hurry. They didn't keep trying to snatch her and jumped down to run away."
Looking pained, Shen Wuxiao reached out and handed Xiao Meng to Su Ziming.
Su Ziming reached out to take her.
Unexpectedly, Su Xiaomeng frantically shoved Su Ziming away.
"Don't touch me, don't touch me! You bad person, bad person!"
Su Ziming's heart died.
Fortunately, Shen Wuxiao said, "Xiao Meng, be good. Uncle hurts all over and needs to take medicine. Go with your dad first."
Su Xiaomeng seemed to listen to Shen Wuxiao more. She hurriedly got down and took Shen Wuxiao's hand.
"Uncle, Xiao Meng will be good. You mustn't let anything happen to you. Hurry and take your medicine. Once you take medicine, it won't hurt anymore!"
As she spoke, tears streamed down her face.
Shen Wuxiao rubbed her head. "Alright!"
Shen Wuxiao headed toward the office first.
Only the father and daughter remained at the scene.