Aunt Wu quickly took the porridge pot away.
Su Ji looked at her phone and then at Xu Mingzhi. "What's wrong with Aunt Wu?"
"I don't know. She must have slipped."
After all, they didn't think that the bear was scary at all.
"Ah." When Aunt Wu put down the porridge pot and came back, she saw that Xu Mingzhi's hand that caught the porridge pot was red. "Madam, did you burn yourself? It's all my fault! I'll get you some ointment!"
Su Ji looked over and frowned. "Take the one from my drawer."
"Yes!" Aunt Wu rushed upstairs.
"Ah, it's fine." Xu Mingzhi didn't really care.
Su Ji did not care what she said. She grabbed her wrist and took her to the sink.
Xu Mingzhi looked at her precious daughter's tightly pursed lips and could not help but smile.
"You're still smiling. Doesn't it hurt?"
"This small injury is nothing," Xu Mingzhi said. "I can't be happier that my daughter cares so much about me."
