"How could I blame you? You've already been very accommodating; it's that Jiang Ting who is relentless..." Director Wang's wife naturally knew very well that Huo Qianqian was being so obliging today because it was her own husband's funeral. In contrast, that Jiang Ting was just too much...
Huo Qianqian smiled and didn't really want to bring up Jiang Ting. She crouched down, touched Xiaoqing's head, and said, "Xiaoqing, be good, and in a little while, sister will take you out to play."
"Sister Qianqian..." Xiaoqing had been silent since the beginning, and it was only now that she spoke up, Huo Qianqian heard an obvious cry in her voice: "Is Daddy really never coming back? If I don't have a daddy, am I different from everyone else?"
Xiaoqing's words slightly reddened the eyes of the woman beside her, who seemed unable to bear it and turned her head away.
