In just a few seconds, Mrs. Cheng had already turned over many thoughts, but her face showed no hint of it, not even in her gaze, which softened. She pressed her thin lips and spoke slowly, "Xinxin, it's okay, Ziyang might not want you to see him like this because of his legs, that's why he's like this. Don't take it to heart, you know Ziyang loves you very much, right?"
Mrs. Cheng emphasized the last few words slightly.
Dong Xin Yan's hands at her sides unconsciously clenched slightly. Her gaze turned dim, and she spoke in a low voice, "I know."
Mrs. Cheng's lips curved slightly with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, and her voice softened, "Xinxin, rest assured, I will talk to Ziyang. You should go back and rest now. Only when you are well-rested and energetic can you take good care of Ziyang, right?"
Dong Xin Yan was silent for a few seconds, lowered her eyelids, her lips moved gently, and finally, she responded, "Okay, I'll come back later."
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