Mrs. Xia quickly cradled him in her arms and wiped his tears, "Chuanchuan, be good, don't cry, don't cry anymore, it's not all your fault, dear."
"Grandma, Mom, will Mom be okay?" Chuanchuan, shaking with fear, lifted his blurry, tear-filled eyes and asked.
Before Mrs. Xia could respond, Lu Tingli glowered fiercely at him, "If there's something wrong, I'll kill you on the spot."
His voice was chilling to the bone, and the pressure around him was terrifyingly low.
Chuanchuan's small frame involuntarily shivered with pure fright in his eyes.
Mrs. Xia was furious, scolding, "Chuanchuan is still so young, he doesn't understand anything, how can you frighten him like this, what if you scare something serious into him?"
After berating Lu Tingli, Mrs. Xia then gently soothed the little one, worried he would be left with psychological trauma, "Chuanchuan, don't be afraid, even a fierce tiger doesn't eat its cubs, your dad was just trying to scare you, don't be afraid."
