"Don't cry~"
Jiang Yingcheng crouched in front of Wu Leyong and tilted her head up to look at him.
Who knew how Wu Leyong had spent the past few days? His clothes were rumpled, bruises of varying severity marked his face, neck, and shoulders, and tears brimmed in his eyes. Uncle Liaochen held him down on his knees, making him look so bedraggled he was almost pitiful.
"Men don't shed tears lightly. Uncle, how can you just cry whenever you like~" Jiang Yingcheng thought for a moment, then stood up, rose onto her tiptoes, and patted his smooth, rounded head. "No more crying, okay!"
Wu Leyong's face went wooden.
Men didn't shed tears lightly, but the tears in his eyes were his body's instinctive response to being beaten by that monk until he felt sick!
How was that the same as crying?!
Seeing her distinguished foreign friend's gaze grow increasingly anguished and indignant under her comforting words, Jiang Yingcheng looked around in bewilderment.
When she spotted the pastries on the round table, her almond-shaped eyes suddenly lit up.
Got it!
Jiang Yingcheng pattered over to grab a pastry, then pattered back.
"Ah-" She tried to feed it to her distinguished foreign friend herself.
Wu Leyong finally spoke in fury. "Gwaa-"
Before he could get his anguished "Get lost!" out, the little one's pastry stuffed his mouth full, twisting the sound beyond recognition.
Wu Leyong: "..."
After more than twenty years of life, he had finally met his destined nemesis!
This little one had to be Heaven's punishment for betraying his family for Xie Jinrou!
She had to be!
Once he managed to swallow the food in his mouth, Wu Leyong finally began considering his current situation.
"Why are you here?" he asked bluntly.
He hadn't revealed his identity when he