If he had known it would turn out like this, he would never have cared about that brat!

Amidst Mao Dan's cries and the words of advice and pointing from passersby, Xie Yan could only manage an awkward laugh; he had no other expression whatsoever!

People really can't empathize with their past selves.

Even if it's just a few minutes later!

Even at the thank-you banquet, I couldn't empathize!

He was filled with regret at that moment, wishing he could go back and slap his past self to death!

Serves you right for being so talkative!

Serves you right for being nosy!

It's like losing all the people you didn't lose in your past life in this one!

Just as Xie Yan was so embarrassed that he was picking his toes, Qian Hong, who was chatting with her old friends, vaguely heard her eldest grandson's pitiful cries. Thinking that the children were fighting, she rushed out and saw Mao Dan's miserable state and Xie Yan's embarrassed state next to him. She then understood the gist of the matter.

Without saying a word, he pulled a thin branch from the nearby woodpile and strode over aggressively.

When Xie Yan saw her, it was as if he had seen a savior.

With his eyes shining, Qian Hong, who walked over so simply, was incredibly handsome in Xie Yan's eyes. Even his raised eyebrows looked domineering!

When Mao Dan saw Qian Hong, he was like a mouse seeing a cat; he instantly fell silent, dropped the bucket he was holding, and tried to run away.

But he forgot that his hand was still being held by Xie Yan.

Why would Xie Yan let him leave at a time like this? Instead, she held his hand even tighter.

Mao Dan tried several times, using both hands but still couldn't break free, and started crying loudly. This time it was a real cry, completely different from the previous one where it just made noise but didn't actually cry.