But when he came back and saw such a caring little girl, he felt that everything was worth it. His expression became better. "Okay, okay."

"Where's that person?"

The butler just gave a brief account of what had happened, and he was still not very clear about what had happened.

"I've taken the medicine bottle to the doctor for examination. I'll ask the housekeeper to keep an eye on Jiang Qingmeng first."

She didn't know if this was okay, but Jiang Qingmeng's behavior just now was very suspicious. What if she let him go and couldn't find him?

"very good."

Song Jihuai directly stamped his seal, indicating that it was feasible.

Su Wanyu finally breathed a sigh of relief. "I feel relieved now that my husband has said that."

"Um."

Song Jihuai nodded, looking at the little girl with worry in his eyes, "Looks like I'll have to take you wherever I go from now on."

He was just out for an afternoon, and the little girl was injured like this.

Su Wanyu stuck out her tongue a little embarrassedly, hooked Song Jihuai's fingers and played with them, "I'm not Thumbelina, I can't be put in my husband's pocket."

Song Jihuai laughed and raised his hand to scratch Su Wanyu's nose.

Su Wanyu played with it seriously, and after a while, the servants served the meal.

Just as Su Wanyu was about to stand up, she was picked up by Song Jihuai.

Song Jihuai's embrace was broad and his arms were strong and powerful. Su Wanyu felt very safe being held in his arms. She stayed in her husband's arms obediently and was gently placed on the chair.

"Thank you, husband."

Su Wanyu stuck out her tongue. Perhaps because time had passed, she had gotten used to being close to Song Jihuai, even in front of many people.