"I'm fine, I don't need medicine." Xu Zijin turned his gaze away, feeling guilty at the sight of his innocent, pure niece.
He was afraid that meeting her naive eyes would reveal his inner turmoil.
"You should go out. If the worker doesn't arrive soon, have the maid call to urge them." Xu Zijin's voice grew increasingly indifferent.
Yan Yinuo tilted her head, her face showing confusion.
Uncle seems so strange today.
Seeing his tense face, Yan Yinuo suddenly began to feel afraid.
Is Uncle angry? Because she entered his bathroom without greeting him first?
"Uncle, please don't be mad, I won't enter your room without permission next time," Yan Yinuo said timidly, standing before him.
A thirteen-year-old girl, sensitive and scared.
Uncle used to never be like this; he used to love her very much.
She was afraid that from today onwards, Uncle might not like her anymore, may even start to despise her.
