Since Xia Wanyuan was fine, the old master was relieved. After pulling Jun Shiling out to ask a few questions, he left the manor in peace.
"Mommy, does it hurt?" Xiao Bao stood pitifully by the wheelchair and looked at Xia Wanyuan's leg with a pained expression.
After watching for a while, Xiao Bao ran to Jun Shiling with his eyes wide open and punched him with his little fist. "Daddy, you didn't protect Mommy well. I don't like you anymore."
Jun Shiling did not blame Xiao Bao, but picked him up and carried him on his lap. "Mm, it's my fault."
"It's not your father's fault. I was careless and caused this." Xia Wanyuan patted Xiao Bao's head. "Your father saved me."
"Oh." Xiao Bao nodded and turned around to hug Jun Shiling's neck. "Daddy, I've wronged you."
